What some name well being, if bought by perpetual nervousness about weight loss plan, is not a lot better than tedious illness.

Time knows not the weight of sleep or weariness, and night's deep darkness has no chain to bind his rushing pinion.

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

Some old women and men grow bitter with age; the more their teeth drop out, the more biting they get.

A bare assertion is not necessarily the naked truth.

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

Some people seem as if they can never have been children, and others seem as if they could never be anything else.