Pride's chickens have bonny feathers, but they are an expensive brood to rear. They eat up everything, and are always lean when brought to market.

A bottomless pit of violence, a Tower of Babel where all are speakers and no hearers.

The great man is the man who does a thing for the first time.

We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.

Fame is but an inscription on a grave, and glory the melancholy blazon on a coffin lid.

If a man is worth knowing at all, he is worth knowing well.

If we were to live here always, with no other care than how to feed, clothe, and house ourselves, life would be a very sorry business. It is immeasurably heightened by the solemnity of death.