There are men that will make you books, and turn them loose into the world, with as much dispatch as they would do a dish of fritters.

Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind.

All the physicians and authors in the world could not give a clear account of his madness. He is mad in patches, full of lucid intervals.

My grandma (rest her soul) used to say, ''there were but two families in the world, have-much and have-little.''

There is remedy for all things except death - Don Quixote De La Mancha

Truth will rise above falsehood as oil above water.