The poetry is all in the anticipation, for there is none in reality.

Our opinions do not really blossom into fruition until we have expressed them to someone else.

Education: the path from cocky ignorance to miserable uncertainty.

There ain't nothing more to write about and I'm rotten glad of it, because if I'd know'd what trouble it was to make a book, I wouldn't a tackled it.

It is at our mother's knee that we acquire our noblest and truest and highest ideals.

Heaven knows insanity was disreputable enough, long ago; but now that the lawyers have got to cutting every gallows rope and picking every prison lock with it, it is become a sneaking villainy that ought to hang and keep on hanging its sudden possessors until evil-doers should conclude that the safest plan was to never claim to have it until they came by it legitimately. The very calibre of the people the lawyers most frequently try to save by the insanity subterfuge ought to laugh the plea out of the courts, one would think.

Whenever a copyright law is to be made or altered, then the idiots assemble.