A bird in the hand was worth two in the bush, he told her, to which she retorted that a proverb was the last refuge of the mentally destitute.

Money is like a sixth sense without which you cannot make a complete use of the other five.

I daresay one profits more by the mistakes one makes off one's own bat than by doing the right thing on somebody's else advice.

Sherry, the civilized drink.

As if a woman ever loved a man for his virtue.

The rain fell alike upon the just and upon the unjust, and for nothing was there a why and a wherefore.

Like all weak men he laid an exaggerated stress on not changing one's mind.