If a lump of soot falls into the soup and you cannot conveniently get it out, stir it well in and it will give the soup a French taste.
She wears her clothes as if they were thrown on with a pitchfork.
The two noblest of things, which are sweetness and light.
An excuse is a lie guarded.
Pride, ill nature, and want of sense, are the three great sources of ill manners.
Once kick the world, and the world and you will live together at a reasonably good understanding.