I felt so lonesome I most wished I was dead. The stars were shining, and the leaves rustled in the woods ever so mournful; and I heard an owl, away off, who-whooing about somebody that was dead, and a whippowill and a dog crying about somebody that was going to die; and the wind was trying to whisper something to me, and I couldn’t make out what it was, and so it made the cold shivers run over me.
Always do right. This will gratify some people, and astonish the rest.
How little a thing can make us happy when we feel that we have earned it.”
- Mark Twain
Any emotion, if it is sincere, is involuntary.
Censorship is telling a man he can’t have a steak just because a baby can’t chew it.
There is something beautiful about this…
When Mark Twain was born on Nov 30, 1835, Halley’s comet was visible over Florida, Missouri. Mark Twain predicted in 1909 that he would die when it returned. He was right. When he died on April 21, 1910, Halley’s comet was once again visible in the sky.
Of all the animals, man is the only one that is cruel. He is the only one who inflicts pain for the pleasure of doing it.
A man cannot be comfortable without his own approval.
A clear conscience is the sure sign of a bad memory.
A man’s character may be learned from the adjectives which he habitually uses in conversation.
Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect.
The more things are forbidden, the more popular they become.