When you're wrong admit it, when you're right, shut up.

And one of his partners asked Has he vertigo? and the other glanced out and down and said Oh no, only about ten feet more.

I'm like a backward berry, Unripened on the vine, For all my friends are fifty, And I'm only forty-nine.

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

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.

I am a conscientious man, when I throw rocks at seabirds I leave no tern unstoned.

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