Revenge is a kind of wild justice, which the more a man's nature runs to, the more ought law to weed it out.

My painting is not violent, it's life that is violent. Even within the most beautiful landscape, in the trees, under the leaves, the insects are eating each other; violence is a part of life. We are born with a scream; we come into life with a scream and maybe love is a mosquito net between the fear of living and the fear of death.

For fountains, they are a Great Beauty and Refreshment, but Pools mar all, and make the Garden unwholesome, and full of Flies and Frogs.

Suspicions that the mind, of itself, gathers, are but buzzes; but suspicions that are artificially nourished and put into men's heads by the tales and whisperings of others, have stings.

If the hill will not come to Mahomet, Mahomet will go to the hill.

Whence we see spiders, flies, or ants entombed and preserved forever in amber, a more than royal tomb.

Man seeketh in society comfort, use and protection.