There's folks 'ud hold a sieve under the pump and expect to carry away the water.

That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow.

Fine old Christmas, with the snowy hair and ruddy face, had done his duty that year in the noblest fashion, and had set off his rich gifts of warmth and color with all the heightening contrast of frost and snow.

Pity that consequences are determined not by excuses but by actions!

Those who trust us educate us.

autobiography at least saves a man or woman that the world is curious about from the publication of a string of mistakes called 'Memoirs.

Iteration, like friction, is likely to generate heat instead of progress.