A drunkard is like a whiskey-bottle, all neck and belly and no head.

Practical prayer is harder on the soles of your shoes than on the knees of your trousers.

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

When you are dealing with a child, keep all your wits about you, and sit on the floor.

Charity is the only lubricant that keeps the axle of the world creaking.

Humility is pride in God.

The modern king has become a vermiform appendix: useless when quiet; when obtrusive, in danger of removal.