I know that two and two make four - and should be glad to prove it too if I could - though I must say if by any sort of process I could convert 2 and 2 into five it would give me much greater pleasure.

Oh, Mirth and Innocence! Oh, Milk and Water! Ye happy mixture of more happy days!

Friendship is Love without his wings!

All human history attests That happiness for man, - the hungry sinner! - Since Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner. ~Lord Byron, Don Juan, Canto XIII, stanza 99

Of religion I know nothing -- at least, in its favor.

I loved my country, and I hated him.

If from society we learn to live, solitude should teach us how to die.