The worst misfortune that can happen to an ordinary man is to have an extraordinary father.
The living have their eyes opened by closing the eyes of the dead.
Sorrow, like rain makes roses and mud.
A drunkard is like a whiskey-bottle, all neck and belly and no head.
After thirty-five a man begins to have thoughts about women; before that he has feelings.
An Englishmen thinks seated; a Frenchmen standing; an American pacing, an Irishman, afterwards.