I know there's a good many men stouter than I be.

I guess you're one of 'em." "No, I'm too stretched out--my neck is too far from the ground," Abe answered.

"I'm like a crowbar.

If I can get my big toe or my fingers under anything I can pry some." After luncheon he took off his shoes and socks.
"When I'm working hard I always try to give my feet a rest and my brain a little work at noon time," he remarked.

"My brain is so far behind the procession I have to keep putting the gad on it.