An alledged conversation between the taciturn president and his wife – on being asked by her what the the preacher’s sermon had been about
Coolidge: Sins.
Mrs. Coolidge: Well, what did he say about it?
Coolidge: He was against it.
of jazz musician and composer John Dankworth Couth, kempt and shevelled.
The trouble ain't that there is too many fools, but that the lightning ain't distributed right.
A secret needs two faces to bounce between; a secret needs to see itself in another pair of eyes.