The more you join with people in their joys and their sorrows, the more nearer and dearer they come to be to you.
We write frankly and freely, but then we modify before we print.
I'm pushing 60 years of age...and that's enough exercise for me.
The past does not repeat itself, but it rhymes.
Of the demonstrably wise there are but two: those who commit suicide, & those who keep their reasoning faculties atrophied with drink.
Out of the unconscious lips of babes and sucklings are we satirized.