there is alwaysa comforting thoughtin time of trouble whenit is not our trouble

Hows the Empire?

Let not poor Nelly starve.

I thought the only lonely place was on the moon.

See — I have taken England with both my hands.

Well, there were three of us in this marriage, so it was a bit crowded.

Its been a quiet week in Lake Wobegon, my home town, out on the edge of the prairie…

You can hope for lucky encounters only if you walk around a lot.

It is the common vice of all, in old age, to be too intent upon our interests.

If you think its simple, then you have misunderstood the problem.