Death is the starlit strip between the companionship of yesterday and the reunion of tomorrow.
When red-headed people are above a certain social grade their hair is auburn.
It was in Warwick Castle that I came across the curious stranger whom I am going to talk about. He attracted me by three things: his candid simplicity, his marvelous familiarity with ancient armor, and the restfulness of his company--for he did all the talking.
Strange is the man who practices his religion.
Few things are harder to put up with than the annoyance of a good example.
What, sir, would the people of the earth be without woman? They would be scarce, sir, almighty scarce.