It was a place of sin, loose women, whiskey and gambling. It was no place for a good Presbyterian, and I did not long remain one.

All I care to know about a man is that he is a human being... he can't be any worse.

There is nothing that saps one's confidence as the knowing how to do a thing

Memories which someday will become all beautiful when the last annoyance that encumbers them shall have faded out of our minds.

When politics enter into municipal government, nothing resulting therefrom in the way of crimes and infamies is then incredible. It actually enables one to accept and believe the impossible.

A banker is somebody who lends you an umbrella & takes it away as soon as it starts raining.

Why was the human race created? Or at least why wasn't something creditable created in place of it? God had His opportunity. He could have made a reputation. But no, He must commit this grotesque folly - a lark which must have cost Him a regret or two when He came to think it over and observe effects.