Wife: A Former Sweetheart.

Whatever The Label On The Parties, Or The War Cries Issuing From The Demagogues Who Lead Them, The Practical Choice Is Between The Plutocracy On The One Side And A Rabble Of Preposterous Impossibilists On The Other.

The Scent Of Frying Astronomers Long Ago Ceased To Ascend To Yahweh.

Politics, As Hopeful Men Practise It In The World, Consists Mainly Of The Delusion That A Change In Form Is A Change In Substance.

The More I Think You Over, The More It Comes Home To Me What An Unmitigated Middle Victorian Ass You Are!

Philosophy, As The Modern World Knows It, Is Only Intellectual Club-swinging.