Why do you stand there staring at me? You and I have nothing in common except our hatred of each other. - Charles G. Finney

“Oh, misery!” screamed the doctor. “Why do they have to fight so when there is nothing to fight about? They are as stupid as humans.

Mrs. Cassan always went to fortunetellers. When none was available she cast the cards or séanced with ouija. She had had her future foretold so many times that in order to fulfill all the forecasts she would have to live ninety-seven more years and encounter and charm a war-strength regiment of tall, dark men.

"Well," said the chief in disgust, "there's two people I don't never argue with: one's a woman and the other's a damn fool. And you aint no woman!"