Alas! we are the sport of destiny.

As if the ray which travels from the sun would reach me sooner than the man who blacks my boots.

'No business before breakfast, Glum!' says the King. 'Breakfast first, business next.'

We can't all be lions in this world. There must be some lambs, harmless, kindly, gregarious creatures for eating and shearing.

There are a thousand thoughts lying within a man that he does not know till he takes up a pen to write.

Humor is the mistress of tears.

He first selected the smallest one...and then bowed his head as though he were saying grace. Opening his mouth very wide, he struggled for a moment, after which all was over. I shall never forget the comic look of despair he cast upon the other five over-occupied shells. I asked him how he felt. 'Profoundly grateful,' he said, 'as if I had swallowed a small baby.'