The hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain.

Don't cross the bridge til you come to it.

I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets.

Youth comes but once in a lifetime.

Everyone says that forgiveness is a lovely idea until he has something to forgive.

Wondrous strong are the spells of fiction.

Mercy more becomes a magistrate than the vindictive wrath which men call justice.