Science is his forte, and omniscience his foible.

My forte is awkwardness.

A forte always makes a foible.

Marriage resembles a pair of shears, so joined that they cannot be separated; often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing anyone who comes between them.

Thank God for tea! What would the world do without tea? how did it exist? I am glad I was not born before tea.

The dearest things in the world are our neighbor's eyes; they cost everybody more than anything else in housekeeping