Oh, give me back the good old days of fifty years ago,“ has been the cry ever since Adam's fifty-first birthday.

It is only the first baby that takes up the whole of a woman's time.Five or six do not require nearly so much attention as one.

Life is a thing to be lived, not spent; to be faced, not ordered. Life is not a game of chess, the victory to the most knowing; it is a game of cards, one's hand by skill to be made the best of.

"Not sure," he retorted; "you call yourself a journalist, and admit there is a subject under Heaven of which you are not sure!"

We drink [to] one another's health and spoil our own.

Evil thought is a dangerous pet. It is safer to play with it from behind the iron bars of circumstance.

Idling has always been my strong point.