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

All human joys are swift of wing, For heaven doth so allot it; That when you get an easy thing, You find you haven't got it

Let my temptation be a book, which I shall purchase, hold and keep.

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!

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

Books do actually consume air and exhale perfumes.

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