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It's a recession when your neighbour loses his job: it's a depression when you lose yours.
I never give them hell. I just tell the truth and they think it's hell.
My choice early in life was either to be a piano-player in a whorehouse or a politician. And to tell the truth, there's hardly any difference. --
(circa 1962)
If you want a friend in Washington, get a dog.
If you can't convince them, confuse them.
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