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.
Other men's crosses are not my crosses.
As soon as there was two there was pride.
But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.
Women are like the arts, forced unto none, Open to all searchers, unprized, if unknown.
Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.