I am what is called a professor emeritus—from the Latin e, 'out,' and meritus, 'so he ought to be.

A silk dress in four sections, and shoes with high heels that would have broken the heart of John Calvin.

A lone maple leaf resting on sand Have you ever been out for a late autumn walk in the closing part of the afternoon, and suddenly looked up to realize that the leaves have practically all gone? And the sun has set and the day gone before you knew it, and with that a cold wind blows across the landscape? That's retirement.

I am a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work the more I have of it.

We think of the noble object for which the professor appears tonight, we may be assured that the Lord will forgive any one who will laugh at the professor.

Golf may be played on Sunday, not being a game within the view of the law, but being a form of moral effort.

I admit that when the facts are not good enough, I always exaggerate them.