If you can read this you can read me.

Wedlock: the deep, deep peace of the double bed after the hurly-burly of the chaise longue.It doesn't matter what you do in the bedroom as long as you don't do it in the street and frighten the horses.

If you can read this you can read me.

I have laid my cheek upon the earth and felt it my mother's bosom.

Mrs. Campbell once attempted to smuggle her pet Pekingese through customs by tucking him inside the upper part of her cape. "Everything was going splendidly," she later remarked, "until my bosom barked."

I do not really care what people do as long as they do not do it in the street and frighten the horses.

[Moses] probably said to himself, 'Must stop or I shall be getting silly.' That is why there are only ten commandments.