Remark of Dr. Baldwin's concerning upstarts: We don't care to eat toadstools that think they are truffles.

What!? Me worry?

Exxon's 'Universe of Energy' tends to the peculiar rather than the humorous ... After [an incomprehensible film montage about wind and sun and rain and strip mines and] two or three minutes of mechanical confusion, the seats locomote through a short

British education is probably the best in the world, if you can survive it. If you can't there is nothing left for you but the diplomatic corps.

This was the most unkindest cut of all.

We're constantly being bombarded by insulting and humiliating music, which people are making for you the way they make those Wonder Bread products. Just as food can be bad for your system, music can be bad for your spirtual and emotional feelings. I

Nothing recedes like success.

'Naomi, sex at noon taxes.' I moan. Never odd or even. A man, a plan, a canal, Panama. Madam, I'm Adam. Sit on a potato pan, Otis. Sit on Otis.

You know it's Monday when you wake up and it's Tuesday.