When in that House MPs divide/If they've a brain and cerebellum, too/They've got to leave that brain outside/And vote just as their leaders tell 'em to.
Though I'm anything but clever, I could talk like that forever.
Saturday afternoon, although occurring at regular and well-foreseen intervals, always takes this railway by surprise.
In all the woes that curse our race there is a lady in the case.
Things are seldom what they seem.
I love my fellow creatures - I do all the good I can - yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man!