There are few faces that can afford to smile: a smile is sometimes bewitching, in general vapid, often a contortion.
I will not go down to posterity talking bad grammar.
There is no waste of time like making excuses.
I am myself a gentleman of the press, and have no other escutcheon.
A parsimony of words prodigal of sense.
Though I sit down now, the time will come whenyou will hear me.