That's what I like about Mr.Plausaby.

He hasn't a single notion to bother a body with.

But, I think, notions run in the blood, and, I suppose, you'll always be putting some fool notion or other in your own way.

I meant you to be a lawyer, but I s'pose you've got something against that, though it was your own father's calling." "I'd about as soon be a thief as a lawyer," Albert broke out in his irritation.
"Well, that's a nice way to speak about your father's profession, I'm sure," said his mother.

"But that's what comes of notions.