Health is the soul that animates all the enjoyments of life, which fade and are tasteless without it.

Trouble springs from idleness, and grievous toil from needless ease.

You wouldn't believe the kind of hate mail I get about my work on irregular verbs.

The math is dead simple: it seems that the frequency of planets able to support life is roughly one percent. In other words, a billion or more such worlds exist in our galaxy alone. That's a lot of acreage, and it takes industrial-strength credulity to believe it's all bleakly barren.

The Democrats have pretty much given up on the white working class. That would require a commitment to economic issues, and that's not their concern.