Judge Willis: What do you suppose I am on the Bench for, Mr. Smith? Smith: It is not for me, Your Honor, to attempt to fathom the inscrutable workings of Providence.
F. E. Smith Quotes
Judge: I am no wiser now than when you began summing up. F. E. Smith: Possibly not My Lord; but better informed.
Judge Willis: You are offensive, sir. Smith: As a matter of fact we both are; the difference is that I am trying to be and you can’t help it.
Lonesome, friendless self-assured, They walk this earth as if it’s their’s, Belongs to no one, not him nor her, We say it’s my cat, your cat, their’s. Cat, he walks with attitude, That says he doesn’t care.
