I am pushing sixty. That is enough exercise for me.

Start it at no particular time of your life; wander at your free will all over your life; talk only about the thing which interests you for the moment; drop it the moment its interest threatens to pale.

There's plenty of boys that will come hankering and gruvvelling around when you've got an apple, and beg the core off you; but when they're got one, and you beg for the core, and remind them how you give them a core one time, they take a mouth at you, and say thank you 'most to death, but there ain't a-going to be no core.

Carlyle said 'a lie cannot live.' It shows that he did not know how to tell them.

Truth is more of a stranger than fiction.

It's no wonder that truth is stranger than fiction. Fiction has to make sense.

I have too much respect for the truth to drag it out on every trifling occasion.