Ideas came with explosive immediacy, like an instant birth. Human thought is like a monstrous pendulum; it keeps swinging from one extreme to the other.

But he who truly loves books loves all books alike, and not only this, but it grieves him that all other men do not share with him this noble passion. Verily, this is the most unselfish of loves!

What smells so? Has somebody been burning a Rag, or is there a Dead Mule in the Back yard? No, the Man is Smoking a Five-Cent Cigar.

Mr. Clarke played the King all evening as though under constant fear that someone else was about to play the Ace.

He is so mean, he won't let his little baby have more than one measle at a time.

But I, when I undress me Each night, upon my knees Will ask the Lord to bless me With apple-pie and cheese.

I never lost a little fish - Yes, I'm free to say. It always was the biggest fish I caught, that got away.