People who insist on telling their dreams are among the terrors of the breakfast table.

Strange when you come to think of it, that of all countless folk who have lived on this planet, not one is known in history or in legend as having died of laughter.

"After all," as a pretty girl once said to me, "women are a sex by themselves, so to speak."

Of all the objects of hatred, a woman once loved is the most hateful.

Anything that is worth doing has been done frequently. Things hitherto undone should be given, I suspect, a wide berth.

You cannot make a man by standing a sheep on its hind-legs. But by standing a flock of sheep in that position you can make a crowd of men.

No fine work can be done without concentration and self-sacrifice and toil and doubt.