The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.
A hypocrite is a person who--but who isn't?
At my lemonade stand I used to give the first glass away free and charge five dollars for the second glass. The refill contained the antidote.
Let not thy will roar, when thy power can but whisper.
To do anything truly worth doing, I must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in with gusto and scramble through as well as I can.
Few people think more than two or three times a year; I have made an international reputation for myself by thinking once or twice a week.
Things won are done; joy's soul lies in the doing.