He who keeps his faith only, cannot be discrowned.
Pride and weakness are Siamese twins.
At the devil's booth are all things sold. Each ounce of dross costs its ounce of gold.
And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
If the devil take a less hateful shape to us than to our fathers, he is as busy with us as with them.
Like streams that keep a summer mind Snow-hid in Jenooary.