Life does not consist mainly, or even largely, of facts and happenings. It consists mainly ofthe storm of thought that is forever flowing through one's head.

Thanksgiving day. Let us all give humble, hearty, and sincere thanks now, but the turkeys.

At 50, a man can be an ass without being an optimist but not an optimist without being an ass

A wanton waste of projectiles.

Most men die at 27, we just bury them at 72.

Nothing is so ignorant as a man's left hand, except a lady's watch.

But we are all insane, anyway. Note the mountain-climbers.