“An aged man is but a paltry thing,A tattered coat upon a stick, unlessSoul clap its hands and sing, and louder singFor every tatter in its mortal dress”
“With his nightcaps and the tatters of his dressing-gown he patches up the gaps in the structure of the universe.”
“Words are the dress of thoughts; which should no more be presented in rags, tatters, and dirt than your person should.”
“Every one should keep a mental wastepaper basket and the older he grows the more things he will consign to it - torn up to irrecoverable tatters.”
“The Lord of Rags and Tatters.”
“LCVIIf I should cast off this tattered coat,And go free into the mighty sky;If I should find nothing thereBut a bast blue,Echoless, ignorant,-What then?”