To get the right word in the right place is a rare achievement.

Death is the starlit strip between the companionship of yesterday and the reunion of tomorrow.

When there was room on the ledge outside of the pots and boxes for a cat, the cat was there- in sunny weather- stretched at full length, asleep and blissful, with her furry belly to the sun and a paw curved over her nose.

Soap and education are not as sudden as a massacre, but they are more deadly in the long run. Training is everything. The peach was once a bitter almond; cauliflower is nothing but cabbage with a college education.

Man is the only creature who has a nasty mind.

France has neither winter nor summer nor morals. Apart from these drawbacks it is a fine country.

Man is without doubt the most interesting fool there is. He concedes that God made the angels immune from pain and death, and that he could have been similarly kind to man, but denies that he was under any moral obligation to do so.