I wonder if God created man because He was disappointed with the monkey.

In the South the war is what A.D. is elsewhere; they date from it.

He was a solemn, unsmiling, sanctimonious old iceberg who looked like he was waiting for a vacancy in the Trinity.

The humorous story is told gravely; the teller does his best to conceal the fact that he even dimly suspects that there is anything funny about it.

His head was an hour-glass; it could stow an idea, but it had to do it a grain at a time, not the whole idea at once.

The world has corrected the Bible. The church never corrects it; and also never fails to drop in at the tail of the procession-and take the credit of the correction.

I suppose, just as an honest man in politics shines more than he would elsewhere.