Many are called but few get up.
A rolling stone gathers no moss, but it gains a certain polish.
A woman's mind is cleaner than a man's: She changes it more often.
A man is known by the silence he keeps.
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.
If some people got their rights they would complain of being deprived of their wrongs.
Modesty: the gentle art of enhancing your charm by pretending not to be aware of it.
Tact is to lie about others as you would have them lie about you.
Some take their gold in minted mold, and some in harps thereafter, but give me mine in bubbles fine and keep the change in laughter.
The Irish gave the bagpipes to the Scotts as a joke, but the Scotts haven't seen the joke yet.
What is my loftiest ambition? I've always wanted to throw an egg at an electric fan.
There is always room at the top - after the investigation.
There are more fish taken out of a stream than ever were in it.
An epicure is one who gets nothing better than the cream of everything but cheerfully makes the best of it.
The Elf and the Dormouse UNDER a toadstool crept a wee Elf, Out of the rain to shelter himself. Under the toadstool, sound asleep, Sat a big Dormouse all in a heap. Trembled the wee Elf, frightened and yet Fearing to fly away lest he get wet. To the next shelter-maybe a mile! Sudden the wee Elf smiled a wee smile. Tugged till the toadstool toppled in two. Holding it over him, gaily he flew. Soon he was safe home, dry as could be. Soon woke the Dormouse-"Good gracious me!" "Where is my toadstool?" loud he lamented. -And that's how umbrellas first were invented.
Cat: a pygmy lion who loves mice, hates dogs, and patronizes human beings.
Diplomacy: lying in state.
A man must love a thing very much if he not only practices it without any hope of fame and money, but even... without any hope of doing it well.
Bigamy is one way of avoiding the painful publicity of divorce and the expense of alimony.
A kiss is a course of procedure cunningly devised, for the mutual stopage of speech at a moment when words are superfluous.
Song is the licensed medium for bawling in public things too silly or sacred to be uttered in ordinary speech.
I sometimes think the Pussy-Willows grey Are Angel Kittens who have lost their way, And every Bulrush on the river bank A Cat-Tail from some lovely Cat astray.
Manuscript: something submitted in haste and returned at leisure.
Only the young die good.
I would like to throw an egg into an electric fan.
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