What is my loftiest ambition? I've always wanted to throw an egg at an electric fan.

Gather kittens while you may, Time brings only sorrow; And the kittens of today; Will be old cats tomorrow.

There is always room at the top - after the investigation.

When I go abroad I always sail from Boston because it is such a pleasant place to get away from.

If some people got their rights they would complain of being deprived of their wrongs.

The Elf and the Dormouse UNDER a toadstool crept a wee Elf, Out of the rain to shelter himself. Under the toadstool, sound asleep, Sat a big Dormouse all in a heap. Trembled the wee Elf, frightened and yet Fearing to fly away lest he get wet. To the next shelter-maybe a mile! Sudden the wee Elf smiled a wee smile. Tugged till the toadstool toppled in two. Holding it over him, gaily he flew. Soon he was safe home, dry as could be. Soon woke the Dormouse-"Good gracious me!" "Where is my toadstool?" loud he lamented. -And that's how umbrellas first were invented.

I would like to throw an egg into an electric fan.