Loyalty to petrified opinion never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul. – Mark Twain
She was not quite what you would call refined. She was not quite what you would call unrefined. She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot. – Mark Twain

Loyalty to petrified opinion never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul. – Mark Twain
She was not quite what you would call refined. She was not quite what you would call unrefined. She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot. – Mark Twain
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it. – Mark Twain
If you should rear a duck in the heart of the Sahara, no doubt it would swim if you brought it to the Nile. – Mark Twain