My theology, briefly, is that the universe was dictated but not signed.
There is only one rule for being a good talker - learn to listen.
April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks Go.
The trouble with wedlock is that there's not enough wed and too much lock.
Truth is what every man sees lurking at the bottom of his own soul, like the oyster shell housewives put in the kitchen kettle to collect the lime from the water. By and by each man's iridescent oyster shell of Truth becomes coated with the lime of prejudice and hearsay.
The unluckiest insolvent in the world is the man whose expenditure of speech is too great for his income of ideas.