The mills of God grind slowly but they grind finely. There is no need like the lack of a friend. An excuse is nearer to a woman than her apron. What fills the eye fills the heart. It is the heaviest ear of grain that bends its head the lowest.
Time is a great storyteller.
Good as drink is, it ends in thirst. Women do not drink liquor but it disappears when they are present. It is sweet to drink but bitter to pay for. When the drop is inside the sense is outside. What butter or whiskey does not cure cannot be cured.