Use Well Thy Freedom.

It Took Hours To Turn The Clock Back 30 Seconds.

For Every Reader Who Dies Today, A Viewer Is Born, And We Seem To Be Witnessing . . . The Final Tipping Balance.

Deploring Other People--their Lack Of Perfection--had Always Been Our Sport.

He Had A Happy Canine Way Of Seeking Approval Without Seeming Insecure.

The Reader Is A Friend, Not An Adversary, Not A Spectator.