The bubble winked at me and said,'You'll miss me brother, when you're dead'.

And when they passed by them, they winked at one another.

A woman's mind is cleaner than a man's: She changes it more often.

A rolling stone gathers no moss, but it gains a certain polish.

I heard a bird sing in the dark of December. A magical thing. And sweet to remember. We are nearer to Spring than we were in September. I heard a bird sing in the dark of December.

... one who never hurts anyone's feelings unintentionally.