Oh, you should never, never doubt what nobody is sure about.

I forget the name of the place; I forget the name of the girl; but the wine was Chambertin.

Wherever the Catholic sun doth shine, There’s always laughter and good red wine. At least I’ve always found it so. Benedicamus Domino!

But if I be asked what sign we may look for to show that the advance of the faith is at hand I would answer by a word the modern world has forgotten: Persecution. When that shall once more be at work it will be morning.

The very large units of production and exchange have access to credit on a large scale, sometimes without any cover at all, merely upon the prospect of their success, and always upon terms far easier than are open to their smaller rivals. It is perhaps on this line of easier credit that large capital today does most harm to small capital, drives it out and ruins it.

The Reformation has been called in a biting epigram "a rising of the rich against the poor."

Write as the wind blows and command all words like an army!