In writing, I shall always confine myself strictly to the truth, except when it is attended with inconvenience.

Always tell the truth. That way you don't have to remember what you said.

Nothing exists but you. And you are but a thought.

The old Irish when immersing a babe at baptism left out the right arm so that it would remain pagan for good fighting

There warn't anybody at the church, except maybe a hog or two, for there warn't any lock on the door, and hogs likes a puncheon floor in summer-time because it's cool. If you notice, most folks don't go to church only when they've got to; but a hog is different.

Authorship is not a trade, it is an inspiration; authorship does not keep an office, its habitation is all out under the sky, and everywhere the winds are blowing and the sun is shining and the creatures of God are free.

A sin takes on a new and real terror when there seems a chance that it is going to be found out.