Skepticism, is that anything more than we used to mean when we said, Well, what have we here?
Don't ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up.
The best way out is always through.
Nor is there wanting in the press Some spirit to stand simply forth, Heroic in it nakedness, Against the uttermost of earth. The tale of earth's unhonored things Sounds nobler there than 'neath the sun; And the mind whirls and the heart sings, And a shout greets the daring one.
Far more violence has been done in obeying the law than in breaking the law.
Not yesterday I learned to know The love of bare November days Before the coming of the snow.