After a Christmas comes a Lent.
Beauty is power; a smile is its sword.
A spaniel, a woman, and a walnut tree, the more they're beaten the better they be.
A wonder then it must needs be,-that there should be any Man found so stupid and forsaken of reason as to persuade himself, that this most beautiful and adorned world was or could be produced by the fortuitous concourse of atoms.
He that preaches war is the devil's chaplain.
He that counts all cost will never put plough in the earth.