for what is religion if not a kind of madness, and what is madness without a touch of religion?

Emotions tend to get in the way of a good argument.

Impulsively, I lean forward and kiss him, stopping his word. This is probably overdue anyway since he’s right, we are supposed to be madly in love.

Oh my eye Betty Martin! Aren't I glad it isn't me that's going to school! It looks just like a prison.

I'm as wicked as Hitler's first born, cause of me, lot of old ladies purses gone.

The more perfect one becomes, the less he is inclined to speak of the imperfections of others.

We all have to recognise - no matter how great our strength - that we must deny ourselves the licence to do always as we please.

Common sense is instinct, and enough of it is genius.

I didn't have musical upbringing. I never listened to music growing up, thinking "I want to make my own music". I just listened to music for pleasure.

Two left-handed gloves don't make a pair. Two half-truths don't make a truth.

Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? And, live we how we can, yet die we must.