And the first rude sketch that the world had seen was joy to his mighty heart, till the Devil whispered behind the leaves 'It's pretty, but is it Art?'
A woman's guess is much more accurate than a man's certainty.
If you hit a pony over the nose at the outset of your acquaintance, he may not love you but he will take a deep interest in your movements ever afterwards.
A man's mind is wont to tell him more than seven watchmen sitting in a tower.
A woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke.
I always prefer to believe the best of everybody, it saves so much trouble.