Talking to them was like being placed into conversational purgatory, with no hope of being released without significant damage to one’s self-esteem.

It is always tedious when someone tells you that if you don’t stop crying, they will give you something to cry about, because if you are crying then you already have something to cry about,...

What are you – Secret Service?”If I were, I wouldn’t admit it.”And you’re not admitting it, I notice.