The rolling fictions grow in strength and size, Each author adding to the former lies.

What some invent the rest enlarge.

[The talk of a pending truckers' strike] was just a rumor that grew legs, ... I know of no reason for concerns of a shortage.

For the rest, whatever we have got has been by infinite labor, and search, and ranging through every corner of nature; the difference is that instead of dirt and poison, we have rather chosen to fill our hives with honey and wax, thus furnishing mankind with the two noblest of things, which are sweetness and light.

I'm as old as my tongue and a little older than my teeth

Vision is the art of seeing what is invisible to others.