Inconsistency is the only thing in which men are consistent.

Our charity begins at home, And mostly ends where it begins.

"Thou wert not, Solomon! in all thy glory Array'd," the lilies cry, "in robes like ours; How vain your grandeur! Ah, how transitory Are human flowers!"

Gentle sleep! Scatter thy drowsiest poppies from above; And in new dreams not soon to vanish, bless My senses with the sight of her I love.

Thank God, I have done my duty.

Wow, Apple fans are truly insane!