Fig Newton: The force required to accelerate a fig 39.37 inches per sec.
Sorrow was like the wind. It came in gusts.
Truly great madness cannot be achieved without significant intelligence.
The art of dining well is no slight art, the pleasure not a slight pleasure.
Three o'clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do.
Happiness is not a station you arrive at, but a manner of traveling.
Bacchus hath drowned more men than Neptune.