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

If fun is good, truth is still better, and love best of all.

That which we call a snob by any other name would still be snobbish.

Business first; pleasure afterwards.

Almost all women have hearts full of pity.

This Bouillabaisse a noble dish is - A sort of soup or broth, or brew, Or hotchpotch of all sorts of fishes, That Greenwich never could outdo; Green herbs, red peppers, mussels, saffron, Soles, onions, garlic, roach, and dace; All these you eat at Terre's tavern, In that one dish of Bouillabaisse.

Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of little children.