Wit is the sudden marriage of ideas which before their union were not perceived to have any relation. – 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
No one can write perfect English and keep it up through a stretch of ten chapters. It has never been done. – Mark Twain
With penetrating insight, the mystics will tell us that when we have a desire for a certain thing, a certain experience, and we fulfill that desire, the happiness we feel is not something given by that thing or experience; it is due to having no craving for a little while. – Eknath Easwaran, The Mantram Handbook