Every literary critic believes he will outwit history and have the last word.
Cats are inquisitive, but hate to admit it.
Literary tradition is full of lies about poverty-the jolly beggar, the poor but happy milkmaid, the wholesome diet of porridge, etc.
My mother's mild-eyed sadness looks at me from the eyes of those I love.
Proverbial wisdom counsels against risk and change. But sitting ducks fare worst of all.
Most of my decisions in life seem absent-minded but inevitable.