A man who keeps company with glaciers comes to feel tolerably insignificant by and by.

I do not want Michael Angelo for breakfast-but for luncheon-for dinner- for tea-for supper-for between meals.

For all the talk you hear about knowledge being such a wonderful thing, instinct is worth forty of it for real unerringness.

I cannot help but notice that there is no problem between us that cannot be solved by your departure.

Those who do not read the news are uninformed. Those who do are misinformed.

As a boy, I once saw a cart of melons that sorely tempted me. I sneaked up to the cart and stole a melon. I went into the alley to devour it, but no sooner had I set my teeth into it, than I paused, a strange feeling coming over me. I came to a quick conclusion. Firmly, I walked up to that cart, replaced the melon - and took a ripe one.

In God We Trust. It is the choicest compliment that has ever been paid us, and the most gratifying to our feelings. It is simple, direct, gracefully phrased; it always sounds well - In God We Trust. I don't believe it would sound any better if it were true.