A good many men and women want to get possession of secrets just as spendthrifts want to get money-for circulation.

In New York City, the common bats fly only at twilight. Brick-bats fly at all hours.

It is undoubtedly true that some people mistake sycophancy for good nature, but it is equally true that many more mistake impertinence for sincerity.

We are in favor of tolerance, but it is a very difficult thing to tolerate the intolerant and impossible to tolerate the intolerable.

When a man has been intemperate so long that shame no longer paints a blush upon his cheek, his liquor generally does it instead.

Much smoking kills live men and cures dead swine.

It is, perhaps, a debatable question, whether a person who has always been notoriously in the habit of lying, has a right to tell the truth; it is, of course, the only device by which he can deceive people.