Ignorance is like a delicate exotic fruit; touch it and the bloom is gone.
Irony is the hygiene of the mind.
Egotism is the anesthetic that dulls the pain of stupidity.
Now and then an innocent man is sent to the legislature.
Nobody, as long as he moves about among the chaotic currents of life, is without trouble.
In rivers and bad governments, the lightest things swim at the top.
Congress consists of one third, more or less, scoundrels; two thirds, more or less, idiots; and three thirds, more or less, poltroons.
Government expands to absorb revenue – and then some.