Love is like the measles; we can't have it bad but once, and the later in life we have it the tougher it goes with us.

We mingle in society not so much to meet others as to escape ourselves.

Wisdom deprives even poverty of half its power.

Menny think tha luv their husbands almost tew deth, when in fack, tha are only jealous ov them.

Fun is a sugar-coated physic.

And now the lads and lasses, following the example of the birds, bill and coo together.

It is not all bad, this getting old, ripening. After the fruit has got its growth it should juice up and mellow. God forbid I should live long enough to ferment and rot and fall to the ground in a squash.