Change begets change. Nothing propagates so fast.

Mrs Joe was a very clean housekeeper, but had an exquisite art of making her clenliness more umcomfortable and unacceptable than dirt itself. Cleanliness is next to godliness, and some people do the same by their religion.

If you could see my legs when I take my boots off, you'd form some idea of what unrequited affection is.

A commission of haberdashers could alone have reported what the rest of her poor dress was made of, but it had a strong general resemblance to seaweed, with here and there a gigantic tea-leaf. Her shawl looked particularly like a tea-leaf after long infusion.

Dumb as a drum vith a hole in it, sir.

I only know that it was, and ceased to be; and that I have written, and there I leave it.

Your voice and music are the same to me.