Insulting people is a lost art:
"He had delusions of adequacy." – Walter Kerr
"I’ve never killed a man, but I’ve read many obituaries
with pleasure." – Clarence Darrow
"I didn't attend the funeral, but sent a nice letter
saying I approved of it." – Mark Twain
"He has no enemies, but is intensely disliked by his friends."
– Oscar Wilde
"I feel miserable without you; it's almost like having
you here." – Stephen Bishop
"He’s a self-made man and worships his creator." –
John Bright
"I've just learned about his illness. Let's hope it's nothing
trivial." – Irvin S. Cobb
"He loves nature in spite of what it did to him." –
Forrest Tucker
"His mother should have thrown him away and kept the
stork." – Mae West
"Some cause happiness wherever they go; others, whenever
they go." – Oscar Wilde
"I've had a perfectly wonderful evening. This wasn't it." – Groucho Marx.
"He has all the virtues I dislike and none of the vices
I admire." – Winston Churchill
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