Art is a partnership not only between those who are living but between those who are dead and those who are yet to be born.
[Slavery] is a weed that grows in every soil.
Vice itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness.
Ambition can creep as well as soar.
I would rather sleep in the southern corner of a little country churchyard than in the tomb of the Capulets.
Flattery corrupts both the receiver and the giver.