“You and me on the bobbing knee.
Didn't we cry at that old mythology he'd read!
I will come home again, but not until
The sun and the moon meet on yon hill.”

“Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama,
With my banjo on my knee.”

“Until we meet again, may God bless you as he has blessed me.”

“Then he'd come back home and found out that war didn't cause fear—love did.”

“What was I up to, you may ask? I certainly didn't want to meet Monsieur Evil again or creepy old Lord Salamander.”

“I left home young. I returned old;
Speaking as then, but with hair grown thin;
And my children, meeting me, do not know me.
They smile and say: "Stranger, where do you come from?"”

“i worried he'd let go, but he didn't. We held hands like this the whole rest of the way home.”

“I never learned anything at all in school and didn't read a book for pleasure until I was 19 years old.”

“Will you not come home, brother? you have been long away,
It's April, and blossom time, and white is the spray;
And bright is the sun, brother, and warm is the rain, -
Will you not come home, brother, home to us again?”

“The better class of Briton likes to send his children away to school until they're old and intelligent enough to come home again. Then they're too old and intelligent to want to.”