The modern king has become a vermiform appendix: useless when quiet; when obtrusive, in danger of removal.
Moral progress is a process of isolation; the mountain tops are lonely.
In levying taxes and in shearing sheep, it is well to stop when you get down to the skin.
Autumn is a hint from God to Old Age.
Better a bald head than none at all.
If you combine all the spectral rays into a single beam, you get white light; and, if you combine all the virtues into a single beam, you get charity.