i have had my ups and downs but wotthehell wotthehell yesterday sceptres and crowns fried oysters and velvet gowns and today i herd with bums but wotthehell wotthehell i wake the world from sleep as i caper and sing and leap when i sing my wild free tune wotthehell wotthehell under the blear eyed moon i am pelted with cast off shoon but wotthehell wotthehell

Ideas pull the trigger, but instinct loads the gun.

Middle age is the time when a man is always thinking that in a week or two he will feel as good as ever.

It is a cheering thought to think that God is on the side of the best digestion.

The art of newspaper paragraphing is to stroke a platitude until it purrs like an epigram.

I have often noticed that ancestors never boast of the descendants who boast of ancestors. I would rather start a family than finish one. Blood will tell, but often it tells too much.

The female of all species are most dangerous when they appear to retreat.