To swear is neither brave, polite, nor wise.

The lot of man - to suffer and to die.

Dogs, ye have had your day!

All looks yellow to the jaundiced eye. [and therefore the solution is to fix the jaundiced eye.]

To endeavor to work upon the vulgar with fine sense is like attempting to hew blocks with a razor.

Where London's column, pointing at the skies, Like a tall bully, lifts the head, and lies.

A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.