"Less Bread! More Taxes!--and then all the people cheered again, and one man, who was more excited than the rest, flung his hat high into the air, and shouted "Who roar for the Sub-Warden?" Everybody roared, but whether it was for the Sub-Warden, or not, did not clearly appear: some were shouting "Bread!" and some "Taxes!", but no one seemed to know what it was they really wanted."

"I know it's a very human thing to say 'Is there anything I can do', but in this case I would only entertain…"

"... I have always endeavoured, as my double duty of believer and sovereign dictated, to follow the precepts…"

"Button-cute, rapier-keen, wafer-thin and pauper-poor is S.J. Perelman, whose tall, stooping figure is bette…"

"... If a distant galaxy is moving relative to us, its entire spectrum is Doppler-shifted in frequency. Its …"

"We don't know much about him. We do know that he came from a sperm meeting an egg. Actually, his name is Ch…"

"You want to know something? We are still in the Dark Ages. The Dark Ages — they haven't ended yet."