Certainly," quoth Athelstane, "women are the least to be trusted of all animals, monks and abbots excepted.
Discretion is the perfection of reason, and a guide to us in all the duties of life.
And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.
He turn'd his charger as he spake, Upon the river shore, He gave his bridle reins a shake, Said, "Adieu for evermore, my love, And adieu for evermore."
The happy combination of fortuitous circumstances.
Cats are a mysterious kind of folk.