No offense to you, Stan; but I'd name no places to your cousin if I were you.

When we get legal possession let him come out and see for himself--leadin' a capitalist, if possible." "Oscar's all right, I guess," protested Stan.
"But you can't do more than guess?
Name him no names, then.

I wish he was younger," said Peter with a melancholy expression.

"The world has a foolish old saying: 'The good die young.' That's all wrong, Stanley.

It isn't true.