I am easily influenced. Compared with me a weather vane is Gibraltar.
Accustomed as I am to public speaking, I know the futility of it.
There must be a day or two in a man's life when he is the precise age for something important.
There is no accounting for tastes, as the woman said when someone told her her son was wanted by the police.
If a man keeps his trap shut, the world will beat a path to his door.
I hate the pollyanna pest who says that all is for the best.