When any one person or body of men seize into their hands the power in the last resort, there is properly no longer a government, but what Aristotle and his followers call the abuse and corruption of one.

Ever eating, never cloying, All-devouring, all-destroying Never finding full repast, Till I eat the world at last.

The axe of intemperance has lopped off his green boughs and left him a withered trunk.

A wise man should have money in his head, but not in his heart.

In church your grandsire cut his throat; to do the job too long he tarried: he should have had my hearty vote to cut his throat before he married.

I won't quarrel with my bread and butter.

My hunger serves me instead of a clock.