Blood Will Tell, But Often It Tells

You Want To Know Whether I Believe In Ghosts? Of Course I Do Not Believe In Them. If You Had Known As Many Of Them As I Have, You Would Not Believe In Them Either.

There Was Once A Hindu Sage, Who Sat Down On The Banks Of The Ganges And Thought For Seventy Years About The Millennium. Just As He Arrived At The Solution And Was Putting It Into Verse, A Mosquito Stung Him And He Forgot It Again At Once.

An Idea Isn't Responsible For The People Who Believe In It.

Just As Soon As The Uplifters Get A Country Reformed It Slips Into A Nose Dive.

Pity The Meek, For They Shall Inherit The Earth.