Because your eyes are slant and slow, Because your hair is sweet to touch, My heart is high again; but oh, I doubt if this will get me much.

There is entirely too much charm around, and something must be done to stop it.

Ah, clear they see and true they say That one shall weep, and one shall stray

Don't feel bad when I die; I've been dead for a long time.

I was the toast of two continents: Greenland and Australia.

The plot is so tired that even this reviewer, who in infancy was let drop by a nurse with the result that she has ever since been mystified by amateur coin tricks, was able to guess the identity of the murderer from the middle of the book.

It may be that this autobiography [Aimee Semple McPherson's] is set down in sincerity, frankness, and simple effort. It may be, too, that the Statue of Liberty is situated in Lake Ontario.