My motto is: Contented with little, yet wishing for more.

Philanthropy, like charity, must begin at home.

Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever.

I could never hate anyone I knew.

The teller of a mirthful tale has latitude allowed him. We are content with less than absolute truth.

(The pig) hath a fair sepulchre in the grateful stomach of the judicious epicure - and for such a tomb might be content to die.

I mean your borrowers of books - those mutilators of collections, spoilers of the symmetry of shelves, and creators of odd volumes.