It's but little good you'll do a-watering the last year's crops
I beg your pardon: correct English is the slang of prigs who write history and essays. And the strongest slang of all is the slang of poets.
A peasant can no more help believing in a traditional superstition than a horse can help trembling when be sees a camel.
One must be poor to know the luxury of giving!
... it is one thing to like defiance, and another thing to like its consequences.
Men can do nothing without the make-believe of a beginning.