I Am Quite Sure, That

He [president Franklin D. Roosevelt] Died In Harness, And We May Well Say In Battle Harness, Like His Soldiers, Sailors And Airmen Who Died Side By Side With Ours And Carrying Out Their Tasks To The End All Over The World. What An Enviable Death Was His.

It Was My Ambition All Of My Life To Be Master Of The Spoken Word.

I Have Had To Eat My Own Words Many Times, And I Have Found It A Very Nourishing Diet.

Golf Is A Game Whose Aim Is To Hit A Very Small Ball Into An Ever Smaller Hole, With Weapons Singularly Ill-designed For The Purpose

Their Insatiable Lust For Power Is Only Equaled By Their Incurable Impotence In Exercising It.