[My kitten] is dressed in a tortoise-shell suit, and I know you will delight in her.

Variety's the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.

God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs

The man that hails you Tom or Jack, and proves by thumps upon your back how he esteems your merit, is such a friend, that one had need be very much his friend indeed to pardon or to bear it.

To impute our recovery to medicine, and to carry our view no further, is to rob God of His honor, and is saying in effect that He has parted with the keys of life and death, and, by giving to a drug the power to heal us, has placed our lives out of His own reach.

A self-made man? Yes, and one who worships his creator.

He that runs may read.