After my marriage she edited everything I wrote. And what is more, she not only edited my works, she edited me.
Cherimoya, the most delicious fruit known to men.
My father was a Saint Bernard, my mother was a Collie, but I am a Presbyterian.
A home without a cat — and a well-fed, well-petted and properly revered cat — may be a perfect home, perhaps, but how can it prove title?
Surely the ass who invented the first religion ought to be the first ass damned
Where a blood relation sobs, an intimate friend should choke up, a distant acquaintance should sigh, a stranger should merely fumble sympathetically with his handkerchief.