Diſeaſed nature oftentimes breakes forth, / In ſtrange eruptions, oft the teeming earth / Is with a kind of collicke pincht and vext, / By the impriſoning of vnruly wind / Within her vvombe, vvhich for enlargement ſtriuing / Shakes the old Beldame earth, and topples down / Steeples and moſſegrovvn towers.

Where did I leave my prescription bottle?

At the micro level he was a good manager. At the macro level he failed.

He was a nice fellow, but we all know he was a few sandwiches short of a picnic.