"The last word" is the most dangerous of infernal machines; and husband and wife should no more fight to get it than they would struggle for the possession of a lighted bomb-shell |
"The last word" is the most dangerous of infernal machines; and husband and wife should no more fight to get it than they would struggle for the possession of a lighted bomb-shell |
A conservative is a man who will not look at the new moon out of respect for that "ancient institution" the old one |
A coquette is like a recruiting sergeant, always on the lookout for fresh victims |
Dogmatism is puppyism come to its full growth |
Every rose has its thorn:- you never find a woman without pins and needles |
Fortunes made in no time are like shirts made in no time; it's ten to one if they hang long together |
Happiness grows at our own firesides, and is not to be picked in stranger's gardens. |
Happiness grows at our own firesides, and is not to be picked in strangers' gardens. |
He is one of those wise philanthropists who in a time of famine would vote for nothing but a supply of toothpicks |
He was so benevolent, so merciful a man that, in his mistaken passion, he would have held an umbrella over a duck in a shower of rain |
I never hear the rattling of dice that it does not sound to me like the funeral bell of the whole family |
If I were a grave-digger or even a hangman, there are some people I could work for with a great deal of enjoyment |
If you tickle the earth with a hoe she laughs with a harvest |
In this world truth can wait; she is used to it. |