Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness.
Nothing agrees with me. If I drink coffee, it gives me dyspepsia; if I drink wine, it gives me the gout; if I go to church, it gives me dysentery.
Wit is the sudden marriage of ideas which before their union were not perceived to have any relation.
The wit knows that his place is at the tail of a procession.
It may have happened, it may not have happened but it could have happened.
Grief can take care if itself, but to get the full value of a joy you must have somebody to divide it with.