I Like A Bit Of Mongrel Myself,

You Know Well I Couldn't Bear To Live With A Low Common Man After You Two; And It's Wicked And Cruel Of You To Insult Me By Pretending I Could.

An Asylum For The Sane Would Be Empty In America.

Life Contains But Two Tragedies. One Is Not To Get Your Heart's Desire; The Other Is To Get It.

Gardening Is The Only Unquestionably Useful Job.

If Ever I Utter An Oath Again May My Soul Be Blasted To Eternal Damnation!