Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
Each dog barks in his own yard!
And the end of the fight is tombstone white with the name of the late deceased, and the epitaph drear, "A Fool lies here who tried to hustle the East."
No one thinks of winter when the grass is green.
The American has no language, he has a dialect, slang, provincialism, accent and so forth
There is no sin greater than ignorance.