In real life, it takes only one to make a quarrel.
Basketball, a game which won't be fit for people until they set the basket umbilicus-high and return the giraffes to the zoo.
I test my bath before I sit, And I'm always moved to wonderment That what chills the finger not a bit Is so frigid upon the fundament.
Nobody agrees with anybody else anyhow, but adults conceal it and infants show it.
Where there is a monster, there is a miracle.
Middle-aged life is merry, and I love to lead it.