The fricassee with dumplings is made by a Mrs. Miller whose husband has left her four times on account of her disposition and returned four times on account of her cooking.

I have a strong moral sense - by my standards.

As between the intolerable and the merely distasteful, I must choose the latter.

Opinions, from experts, cost money.

I understand the technique of eccentricity; it would be futile for a man to labor at establishing a reputation for oddity if he were ready at the slightest provocation to revert to normal action.

Subtlety chases the obvious up a never-ending spiral and never quite catches it.

I love to make a mistake. It is my only assurance that I cannot reasonably be expected to assume the responsibility of omniscience.