I think remorse ought to stop biting the consciences that feed it.

At another year I would not boggle Except that when I jog I joggle.

There has been a lot of progress during my lifetime, but I'm afraid it's heading in the wrong direction.

But children, hark! Your mother would rather, When you arrived, have been your father.

Every Englishman is convinced of one thing, viz.: That to be an Englishman is to belong to the most exclusive club there is.

Basketball, a game which won't be fit for people until they set the basket umbilicus-high and return the giraffes to the zoo.

Some one invented the telephone, And interrupted a nation's slumbers, Ringing wrong but similar numbers.