Happy is said to be the family which can eat onions together. They are, for the time being, separate, from the world, and have a harmony of aspiration.

Goodness comes out of people who bask in the sun, as it does out of a sweet apple roasted before the fire.

I am convinced that the majority of people would be generous from selfish motives, if they had the opportunity.

Everybody talks about the weather, but nobody does anything about it.