Something sinister in the tone Told me my secret must be known: Word I was in the house alone Somehow must have gotten abroad, Word I was in my life alone, Word I had no one left but God.

The reason why worry kills more people than work is that more people worry than work.

We cannot tell some people what it is believe, partly because they are too stupid to understand, partly because we are too proudly vague to explain.

The chance is the remotest, Of its going much longer unnoticed, That I'm not keeping pace With the headlong human race

A true sonnet goes eight lines and then takes a turn for better or worse and goes six or eight lines more.

A bank is a place where they lend you an umbrella in fair weather and ask for it back when it begins to rain.

The beauty of enmity is insecurity; the beauty of friendship is in security.