Some people are so dry that you might soak them in a joke for a month and it would not get through their skins.

To the covetous man life is a nightmare, and God lets him wrestle with it as best he may.

Love is the world's river of life

The world is God's workshop for making men in.

The natural term of an apple-pie is but twelve hours. It reaches its highest state about one hour after it comes from the oven, and just before its natural heat has quite departed. But every hour afterward is a declension. And after it is one day old, it is thence-forward but the ghastly corpse of apple-pie.

He who is false to present duty breaks a thread in the loom, and will find the flaw when he may have forgotten its cause.

There are more quarrels smothered by just shutting your mouth, and holding it shut, than by all the wisdom in the world.