There is an idea abroad among moral people that they should make their neighbors good. One person I have to make good: Myself. But my duty to my neighbor is much more nearly expressed by saying that I have to make him happy if I may.
I was walking along and this chair came flying past me and another and...
I didn't always want to be a dad.
She can't even chew gum and walk in a straight line let alone write a book.
