My garden will never make me famous, I'm a horticultural ignoramus.
No matter how deep and dark your pit, how dank your shroud, their heads are heroically unbloody and unbowed.
The bed is a bundle of paradoxes: we go to it with reluctance, yet we quit it with regret; we make up our minds every night to leave it early, but we make up our bodies every morning to keep it late.
Parents were invented to make children happy by giving them something to ignore.
The reason for much matrimony is patrimony.
No man is greater than his respect for sleep.