He is useless on top of the ground; he ought to be under it, inspiring the cabbages. – Mark Twain
When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained. – Mark Twain

He is useless on top of the ground; he ought to be under it, inspiring the cabbages. – Mark Twain
When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained. – Mark Twain
Why shouldnt truth be stranger than fiction? Fiction, after all, has to make sense. – Mark Twain