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
Everybody talks about the weather, but nobody does anything about it. – 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
Everybody talks about the weather, but nobody does anything about it. – Mark Twain
Its no wonder that truth is stranger than fiction. Fiction has to make sense. – Mark Twain