Marriage is like wine. It is not be properly judged until the second glass.

Earth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest.

Troubles are like babies - they only grow by nursing.

A man is in no danger so long as he talks his love; but to write it is to impale himself on his own pothooks.

Wits, like drunken men with swords, are apt to draw their steel upon their best acquaintances.

He who owns the soil, owns up to the sky.

There are a good many pious people who are as careful of their religion as of their best service of china, only using it on holy occasions, for fear it should get chipped or flawed in working-day wear.