[St. Patrick] was a terror to any snake that came in his path, whether it was the cold, slimy reptile sliding along the ground or the more dangerous snake that oppresses men through false teachings. And he drove the snakes out of the minds of men, snakes of superstition and brutality and cruelty.

Opportunity comes like a snail, and once it has passed you it changes into a fleet rabbit and is gone.

Writing good editorials is chiefly telling the people what they think, not what you think.

The fence around a cemetery is foolish, for those inside can't come out and those outside don't want to get in.

A good friend can tell you what is the matter with you in a minute. He may not seem such a good friend after telling.

If you don't hit a newspaper reader between the eyes with your first sentence, there is no need of writing a second one.

A newspaper is a mirror reflecting the public, a mirror more or less defective, but still a mirror.