Ah, bless you, Sister, may all your sons be bishops.
If you accept your limitations you go beyond them.
I am married to Beatrice Salkeld, a painter. We have no children, except me.
I have a total irreverence for anything connected with society except that which makes the roads safer, the beer stronger, the food cheaper and the old men and old women warmer in the winter and happier in the summer.
Nothing hurts more than the friendly letter that one never got around to writing.
Failure at a task may be the result of having tackled it at the wrong time.