I believe no satirist could breathe this air. If another Juvenal or Sw >>
Bring in the bottled lightning, a clean tumbler, and a corkscrew. >>
Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! O >>
Do you realize what this means? The fact of being alive... I still fin >>
I hate ingratitude more in a person; than lying, vainness, babbling, d >>
We seldom find people ungrateful so long as it is thought we can serve >>
Reflect upon your present blessings, of which every man has plenty; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.