Blessed be agriculture! if one does not have too much of it.
Mud-pies gratify one of our first and best instincts. So long as we are dirty, we are pure.
Politics makes strange bedfellows.
What small potatoes we all are, compared with what we might be!
Snobbery, being an aspiring failing, is sometimes the prophecy of better things.
The chief effect of talk on any subject is to strengthen one's own opinions, and, in fact, one never knows exactly what he does believe until he is warmed into conviction by the heat of attack and defence.