“Life is a quarry, out of which we are to mold and chisel and complete a characte…” — Samuel Butler

I do not mind lying, but I hate inaccuracy.

Justice while she winks at crimes, Stumbles on innocence sometimes.

Letters are like wine; if they are sound they ripen with keeping. A man should lay down letters as he does a cellar of wine.

Nobody shoots at Santa Claus.