Mark Twain

The very ink with which all history is written is merely fluid prejudice

The very ink with which all history is written is merely fluid prejudice

Be good and you will be lonesome.

Be good and you will be lonesome.

We had the sky up there, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them, and read more

We had the sky up there, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them, and discuss whether they were made or just happened.

There is no sadder sight than a young pessimist, except an old optimist.

There is no sadder sight than a young pessimist, except an old optimist.

In Paris they simply stared when I spoke to them in Fench; I never did succeed in making those idiots read more

In Paris they simply stared when I spoke to them in Fench; I never did succeed in making those idiots understand their own language.