When we hang on to resentments, we poison ourselves. As compulsive overeaters, we cannot afford resentment, since it exacerbates our disease.

There is one thing higher than Royalty: and that is religion, which causes us to leave the world, and seek God.

If our web be framed with rotten handles, when our loom is well nigh done, our work is new to begin. God send the weaver true prentices again, and let them be denizens.

Fear not, we are of the nature of the lion, and cannot descend to the destruction of mice and such small beasts.

Hang Irish harpers wherever found.

I would rather be a beggar and single than a queen and married.

I may not be a lion,but I am lions cub and I have lion's heart