A bit of talcum Is always walcum.

A dressing is not a compote A dressing is not a custard It consists of pepper and salt, Vinegar, oil and mustard.

I think progress began to retrogress when Wilbur and Orville started tinkering around in Dayton and at Kitty Hawk, because I believe that two Wrights made a wrong.

Don't over-analyze your marriage; it's like yanking up a fragile indoor plant every 20 minutes to see how its roots are growing.

Progress might have been all right once, but it's gone on too long.

I'd rather be a great bad poet than a good bad poet.

The burnt child, urged by rankling ire, Can hardly wait to get back at the fire.