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

A mighty good sausage stuffer was spoiled when the man became a poet.

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!

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

No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.

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.

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