Nature fits all her children with something to do, he who would write and can't write, can surely review.
God'll send the bill to you.
The devil loves nothing better than the intolerance of reformers.
Some kind of pace may be got out of the eeriest jade by the near prospect of oats; but the thoroughbred has the spur in his blood.
Every person born into this world their work is born with them.
The heart forgets its sorrow and ache.