After a good run, my legs feel like Jell-O. Somebody get me a spoon and stick a fork in me.
99 Cents For Some NonsenseMay as well have ox blood running through those veins,” I added, “You’re as stubborn as one.
An Airship Named DesireThe preacher who casts a vote for conscience' sake, runs the risk of starving.
Autobiography of Mark Twain: Volume 1, Reader's EditionI'm sixty-nine years old, and I have no plans to run for reelection. Do you think I give a damn?
The King of Lies