A people always ends by resembling its shadow.

You perceive, do you not, that our national fairy tales reflect the inmost desires of the Briton and the Gaul?

Good Lord! who can account for the fathomless folly of the public?

Tis beauty, so to speak, nor good talk necessarily. It's just IT. Some women will stay in a man's memory if they once walked down a street.

Adam was a gardener, and God, who made him, sees that half of all good gardening is done upon the knees.

Yes, making mock o' uniforms that guard you while you sleep... For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that an' Chuck him out, the brute! But it's Saviour of his country, when the guns begins to shoot!

Twenty bridges from Tower to Kew — (Twenty bridges or twenty two) — Wanted to know what the River knew, For they were young, and the Thames was old And this is the tale that River told.