Wishes, at least, are the easy pleasures of the poor.

Intemperance is the epitome of every crime, the cause of every kind of misery.

Reputations, like beavers and cloaks, shall last some people twice the time of others.

He who owns the soil, owns up to the sky.

The blackest of fluid is used as an agent to enlighten the world.

As for the brandy, "nothing extenuate"; and the water, put nought in in malice.

I never hear the rattling of dice that it does not sound to me like the funeral bell of the whole family.