It's the things out of college that are hard to learn.
"Well, you know how that is.

A fellow lives because this physical machine of ours is wound up for threescore years and ten, and unless the powers of evil get their fingers in the works, it runs.

Well, one time, after I was admitted to the bar back there, I was sitting one night reading Chitty on Pleading.

That was the worst of all the books.
Contracts, notes and bills, torts, replevin, and ejectment--all those things were easy.

But when I got to Chitty, the girl's face would always get on the page and stick there.