Time touches all things with a destroying hand.

As man sows, so shall he reap. In works of fiction, such men are sometimes converted. More often, in real life, they do not change their natures until they are converted into dust.

There are sordid souls that eat and drink and breed and die, and imagine they have lived.

Impossibilities are merely things of which we have not learned, or which we do not wish to happen.

Time touches all things with a destroying hand.

Sins, like chickens, come home to roost.

Those that set in motion the forces of evil cannot always control them afterwards.