Someone went upside my head again.
Youth is a wonderful thing. What a crime to waste it on children.
The scornful nostril and the high head gather not the odors that lie on the track of truth.
Nothing has a stronger influence psychologically on their environment and especially on their children than the unlived life of the parent.
Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
Even the best of friends need time apart.
Plans are only good intentions unless they immediately degenerate into hard work.