Then I'm sorry to say, I've eat your pie.
Ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies.
The great grindstone, Earth, had turned when Mr. Lorry looked out again, and the sun was red on the courtyard. But, the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with red upon it that the sun had never give, and would never take away.
A very little key will open a very heavy door.
In the majority of cases, conscience is an elastic and very flexible article
Lord, keep my memory green.