To be clever in the afternoon argues that one is dining nowhere in the evening.

No one can be an unbeliever nowadays. The Christian apologists have left one nothing to disbelieve.

A woman who takes her husband about with her everywhere is like a cat that goes on playing with a mouse long after she's killed it.

The revenge of an elder sister may be long in coming, but, like a South-Eastern express, it arrives in its own good time.

It was one thing to go to the end of the world; it was quite another thing to make oneself at home there. Even respectability seemed to lose some of its virtue when one practiced it in a tent.

Confront a child, a puppy, and a kitten with a sudden danger; the child will turn instinctively for assistance, the puppy will grovel in abject submission, the kitten will brace its tiny body for a frantic resistance.

On horseback he seemed to require as many hands as a Hindu god, at least four for clutching the reins, and two more for patting the horse soothingly on the neck.