A friend is a second self.

To the query, 'What is a friend?' his reply was 'A single soul dwelling in two bodies.'

A great city is not to be confounded with a populous one.

Liars when they speak the truth are not believed.

I do not see why I should e'er turn back, Or those should not set forth upon my track To overtake me, who should miss me here And long to know if still I held …

Last night I was east with them And west within Trying to be for you what you wanna see.

In spite of the honestest efforts to annihilate my I-ity, or merge it in what the world doubtless considers my better half, I still find myself a self-subsisti…