Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.

Honest people don't hide their deeds.

Last night, I was on the threshold of hell. To-day, I am within sight of my heaven. I have my eyes on it: hardly three feet to sever me!

Cold inthe earthand the deepsnow piled abovethee, Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last byTime's all-serving wave?

Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.

Alas, for the effects of bad tea and bad temper!

I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.