No matter how deep and dark your pit, how dank your shroud, their heads are heroically unbloody and unbowed.
I'd rather be a great bad poet than a good bad poet.
A husband is a man who two minutes after his head touches the pillow is snoring like an overloaded omnibus.
Indeed, everybody wants to be a wow, But not everybody knows exactly how.
I claim there ain't Another Saint As great as Valentine.
The old men know when an old man dies.