Every day I count wasted in which there has been no dancing.
After Buddha was dead, his shadow was still shown for centuries in a cave.
There will be but few people who, when at a loss for topics of conversation, will not reveal the more secret affairs of their friends.
Blessed are the forgetful: for they get the better even of their blunders.
In the whole of the New Testament there is not one joke, that fact alone would invalidate any book.
Some men have sighed over the abduction of their wives, but many more have sighed because no one wanted to abduct theirs.