As soon as there was two there was pride.

Between these two, the denying of sins, which we have done, and the bragging of sins, which we have not done, what a space, what a compass is there, for millions of millions of sins!

If I lose at play, I blaspheme; if my fellow loses, he blasphemes. So, God is always the loser.

The Psalms foretell what I, what any shall do and suffer and say.

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.

Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

More than kisses, letters mingle souls.