Mark Twain Quotes
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I'll risk forty dollars that he can outjump any frog in Calaveras county.
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The wit knows that his place is at the tail of a procession.
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There are those who scoff at the schoolboy, calling him frivolous and shallow: Yet it was the schoolboy who said 'Faith is believing what you know ain't so.'
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There is no distinctly American criminal class - except Congress.
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Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please.
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One of the brightest gems in the New England weather is the dazzling uncertainty of it.
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Barring that natural expression of villainy which we all have, the man looked honest enough.
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Suppose you were an idiot, and suppose you were a member of Congress; but I repeat myself.
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They spell it 'Vinci' and pronounce it 'Vinchy'. Foreigners always spell better than they pronounce.
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It is a mystery that is hidden from me by reason that the emergency requiring the fathoming of it hath not in my life-days occurred, and so, not having no need to know this thing, I abide barren of the knowledge.
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Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities. Truth isn't.
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My mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but I think she enjoyed it.
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Man is the only animal that blushes - or needs to.
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Good breeding consists in concealing how much we think of ourselves and how little we think of the other person.
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When a person cannot deceive himself the chances are against his being able to deceive other people.
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Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
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To be, or not to be; that is the bare bodkin.
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Truth is mighty and will prevail. There is nothing wrong with this, except that it ain't so.
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He George Washington Cable has taught me to abhor and detest the Sabbath day and hunt up new and troublesome ways to dishonor it.
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As an example to others, and not that I care for moderation myself, it has always been my rule never to smoke when asleep, and never to refrain from smoking when awake.
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All right, then, I'll go to hell.
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There has never been a Protestant boy nor a Protestant girl whose mind the Bible has not soiled.
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I used to worship the mighty genius of Michael Angelo - that man who was great in poetry, painting, sculpture, architecture - great in every thing he undertook. But I do not want Michael Angelo for breakfast - for luncheon - for dinner - for tea - for supper - for between meals. I like a change, occasionally.
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Why shouldn't truth be stranger than fiction? Fiction, after all, has to make sense.