Irritable Judges Suffer From A Bad Case

I Suppose That Writers Should, In A Way, Feel Flattered By The Censorship Laws. They Show A Primitive Fear And Dread At The Fearful Magic Of Print.

I Had Inherited What My Father Called The Art Of The Advocate, Or The Irritating Habit Of Looking For The Flaw In Any Argument.

We May Not Be The Creme De La Creme, But We Are The Creme De La Scum.

All The Flower Children Were As Alike As A Congress Of Accountants And About As Interesting.

Never Believe A Rumour Until You Hear It Officially Denied.