At least I know I'm bewildered about the really fundamental and important facts of the universe.
It's true that all men are pigs. The trick is to tame one who knows how to find truffles.
Give a man food, and he can eat for a day. Give a man a job, and he can only eat for 30 minutes on break.
In days gone by, a man's word was his bond. Today, fortunately, we have glue.
We having nothing to fear but fear itself. That, and maybe getting mugged by someone wearing a "No Fear" t-shirt.
We have nothing to fear but fear itself. That, and those great big furry spiders.
Whoever said "When in Rome, do as the Romans do", has never driven a car there.
Men come and go but bills are forever.
I get a lot of questions about hair color. People are very into talking about hair.
We think of Euclid as of fine ice; we admire Newton as we admire the peak of Teneriffe. Even the intensest labors, the most remote triumphs of the abstract intellect, seem to carry us into a region different from our own-to be in a terra incognita of pure reasoning, to cast a chill on human glory.
You never know what you're going to get as a receiver.