To laughter! The bright coinage of the bank of good will.
The drama of life begins with a wail and ends with a sigh.
An epigram is a flashlight of a truth; a witticism, truth laughing at itself.
The difference between a saint and a hypocrite is that one lies for his religion, the other by it.
That one woman is capable of loving another is an historical truth; but never yet lived one who could not listen to her own praises at the expense of her adored friend.
Satiety is a mongrel that barks at the heels of plenty.