Some men, like a wet dog, sprinkle a shower of advice over you when you are least prepared for a bath.

Civilization sails prettily like a child's rubber balloon until it hits a sharp object; then it is likely to collapse like the balloon.

Those who listen to lies lose the ability to hear the truth.

Reason clears and plants the wilderness of the imagination to harvest the wheat of art.

Truth lives in the cellar, error on the doorstep.

The fact that you have been knocked down is interesting, but the length of time you remained down is important.

Well begun is not only half done, but often fully cooked.