Building air castles is a harmless business as long as you don't attempt to live in them.
Too many individuals are like Shakespeare's definition of "echo,"--babbling gossips of the air.
Ignorance is the wet-nurse of prejudice.
Peace is the soft and holy shadow that virtue casts.
The wheel that squeaks the loudest is the one that gets the grease.
Most everyone seems willing to be a fool himself, but he can't bear to have anyone else one.