Anyone who has gumption knows what it is, and anyone who hasn’t can never know what it is. So there is no need of defining it.

We pay a price for everything we get or take in this world; and although ambitions are well worth having, they are not to be cheaply won, but exact their dues of work and self denial, anxiety and discouragement.

Red hair is my life long sorrow.

We are never half so interesting when we have learned that language is given us to enable us to conceal our thoughts.

I can't help flying up on the wings of anticipation. It's as glorious as soaring through a sunset... almost pays for the thud.

After all, what could you expect from a pig but a grunt?

Isn't it terrible the way some unworthy folks are loved, while others that deserve it far more, you'd think, never get much affection?