Politics makes strange bedfellows.

Memory has the singular characteristic of recalling in a friend absent, as in a journey long past, only that which is agreeable.

A woman set on anything will walk right through the moral crockery without wincing.

The man who has planted a garden feels that he has done something for the good of the world.

In onion is strength; and a garden without it lacks flavour. The onion, in its satin wrappings, is among the most beautiful of vegetables; and it is the only one that represents the essence of things. It can almost be said to have a soul.

Perhaps nobody ever accomplishes all that he feels lies in him to do; but nearly every one who tries his power touches the walls of his being.

People always overdo the matter when they attempt deception.