This one fellow says that changing his name to Einstein, hasn’t helped much. (His close friends are absolutely STAGGERED at this news.)
An uncle, out near the ticket window, grabbed a passing child and said, “Hey kid, pretend to be my nephew or something, so I can give you this advice: Save your bet, because when the wind’s just right, everything will give you a ‘Run for your money.’” (The lad later said he had no interest all in becoming a nephew; but by then, of course, it was “too late.”)
Comparably speaking – (How else), a 5-D writer would never foresee the possibility of a period.
Two and a half years ago, this noon, a stranger on a train told me this episode: said he, between cars, “I met a man who apparently laughed at everyone else’s troubles, and before he could be properly admonished, he laughter at mine.”
“Thank god,” sighed one little galaxy, “that reason is a one way street.”