The man who has not anything to boast of but his illustrious ancestors is like a potato,--the only good belonging to him is under ground.

The man who has nothing to boast of but his illustrious ancestry is like the potato - the best part under ground.

I look upon you as a gem of the old rock.

She makes her hand hard with labour, and her heart soft with pity: and when winter evenings fall early (sitting at her merry wheel), she sings a defiance to the giddy wheel of fortune . . . and fears no manner of ill because she means none.

Perrin had adopted the name Newark for his project, after the family's New Jersey ancestry, and if he went ahead with his town location, the ranchers laughed, the name would prove to be apt. Anybody foolish enough to actually buy the land would need an ark to reach it. Perrin ignored the jokes, ... The Centennial History of Newark.

One who is proud of ancestry is like a turnip; there is nothing good of him but that which is underground