He will kill mice and he will be kind to babies...but when the moon gets up and the night comes, he is the Cat that Walks by Himself.

The American has no language, he has a dialect, slang, provincialism, accent and so forth

He wrapped himself in quotations - as a beggar would enfold himself in the purple of Emperors.

And what should they know of England who only England know?

But till we are built like angels, with hammer and chisel and pen, we will work for ourself and a woman, forever and ever, Amen.

He will kill mice and he will be kind to babies...but when the moon gets up and the night comes, he is the Cat that Walks by Himself.

We be of one blood, ye and I