I never voted for anybody. I always voted against

And it ain't a fit night out for man nor beast.

Don't say you can't give up drinking. It's easy. I've done it a thousand times.

Never give a sucker an even break.

Here lies W. C. Fields. I would rather be living in Philadelphia.

The scene was changed. It was a bark that slowly held its way, And o'er its lee the coast of France in the light of evening lay; And on its deck a lady sat, who gazed with tearful eyes Upon the fast receding hills that dim and distant rise.

So All is diff’rent, and yet All is One.