Principles aren't of much account anyway, except at election time. After that you hang them up to let them season.

You can't break a bad habit by throwing it out the window. You've got to walk it slowly down the stairs.

Give an Irishman lager for a month and he's a dead man. An Irishman's stomach is lined with copper, and the beer corrodes it. But whiskey polishes the copper and is the saving of him.

The art of prophecy is very difficult, especially with respect to the future.

We are all alike, on the inside.

Which is him?" The grammar was faulty, maybe, but we could not know, then, that it would go in a book someday.

I have a higher and grander standard of principle than George Washington. He could not lie; I can, but I won't.