She was not quite what you would call refined. She was not quite what you would call unrefined. She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot.

The very ink with which history is written is merely fluid prejudice.

Among other common lies, we have the silent lie - the deception which one conveys by simply keeping still and concealing the truth. Many obstinate truth-mongers indulge in this dissipation, imagining that if they speak no lie, they lie not at all.

I am able to say that while I am not ruggedly well, I am not ill enough to excite an undertaker.

Yes - en I's rich now, come to look at it. I owns myself, en I's wuth eight hund'd dollars. I wisht I had de money, I wouldn' want no mo'.

Human beings seem to be a poor invention. If they are the noblest works of God where is the ignoblest?

There are only two types of speakers in the world. 1. The nervous and 2. Liars.