When one has tasted watermelon he knows what the angels eat

He goes by the brand, yet imagines he goes by the flavor.

I would rather go to bed with Lillian Russell stark naked than Ulysses S. Grant in full military regalia.

This is the best ice cream I've ever tasted.

I could never learn to like her, except on a raft at sea with no other provisions in sight.

Who gave his angels eternal happiness unearned, yet required his other children to earn it?