"All men kill the thing they hate, too, unless, of course, it kills them first." — James Thurber

With sixty staring me in the face, I have developed inflammation of the sentence structure and definite hardening of the paragraphs.

The sanity of the average banquet speaker lasts about two and a half months; at the end of that time he begins to mutter to himself, and calls out in his sleep.

Man has gone long enough, or even too long, without being man enough to face the simple truth that the trouble with man is man.

Sixty minutes of thinking of any kind is bound to lead to confusion and unhappiness.