My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.

It's hard to get into this world and hard to get out of it, and what's in between doesn't make much sense.

A jury consists of twelve persons chosen to decide who has the better lawyer.

Don't be agnostic - be something.

Humour is the most engaging cowardice. With it myself I have been able to hold some of my enemy in play far out of gunshot.

Oh, give us pleasure in the orch-ard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night.

The only way out is to go through