Frankness is a jewel; only the young can afford it.

But the people cannot have wells, and so they take rain-water. Neither can they conveniently have cellars or graves, the town being built upon "made ground"; so they do without both, and few of the living complain, and none of the others.

I have found out that there ain't no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them.

That cat will write her autograph all over your leg if you let her.

They do say that when a man starts down hill everybody is ready to help him with a kick, and I suppose it is so.

The Germans have an inhuman way of cutting up their verbs. Now a verb has a hard time enough of it in this world when it's all together. It's downright inhuman to split it up. But that's just what those Germans do. They take part of a verb and put it down here, like a stake, and they take the other part of it and put it away over yonder like another stake, and between these two limits they just shovel in German. from "Disappearance of Literature

Man was made at the end of the week's work when God was tired.