A gypsy fire is on the hearth, Sign of the carnival of mirth; Through the dun fields and from the glade Flash merry folk in masquerade, For this is Hallowe'en!

A man may smile and bid you hail Yet wish you to the devil; But when a good dog wags his tail, You know he's on the level.

Children are for people who can't have dogs.

There's two to wash, two to dry; There's two who argue, two who cry; There's two to kiss, two to hug; and best of all, there's two to love!

Playing with fire is bad for those who burn themselves. For the rest of us, it is a very great pleasure.

Working safely is like breathing - if you don't, you die.

I may be a twin, but I am one of a kind.