Everything human is pathetic

It used to be a good hotel, but that proves nothing - I used to be a good boy.

All emotion is involuntary when genuine.

But I reckon I got to light out for the Territory ahead of therest, because Aunt Sally she's going to adopt me and sivilize me, and I can't stand it. I been there before.

I felt so lonesome I most wished I was dead. The stars were shining, and the leaves rustled in the woods ever so mournful; and I heard an owl, away off, who-whooing about somebody that was dead, and a whippowill and a dog crying about somebody that was going to die.

There was never a century nor a country that was short of experts who knew the Deity's mind and were willing to reveal it.

All generalizations are false, including this one.