Wishes, At Least, Are The Easy Pleasures

Love The Sea? I Dote Upon It--from The Beach.

Slugs Crawl And Crawl Over Our Cabbages, Like The World's Slander Over A Good Name. You May Kill Them, It Is True; But There Is The Slime.

He Who Owns The Soil, Owns Up To The Sky.

It Takes All Sorts Of People To Make A World.

There Are Some People As Obtuse In Recognizing An Argument As They Are In Appreciating Wit. You Couldn't Drive It Into Their Heads With A Hammer.