Pretty much all law consists in forbidding men to do something that they want to do.
No generalization is wholly true—not even this one.
Young men know the rules, but old men know the exceptions.
On every stem, on every leaf,... and at the root of everything that grew, was a professional specialist in the shape of grub, caterpillar, aphis, or other expert, whose business it was to devour that particular part.
This is a court of law, not a court of justice.
But I have long thought that if you knew a column of advertisements by heart, you could achieve unexpected felicities with them. You can get a happy quotation anywhere if you have the eye.