There never yet was a mother who taught her child to be an infidel.
Ill-nature is a sort of running sore of the disposition.
Pedigrees seldom improve by age; the grandson is too often a weak infringement on the grandsire's parent.
Seneca devoted much of his time to writing essays in praise of poverty, and in lending money at usurious rates.
The man who ain't got an enemy is really poor.
Ambition is like hunger; it obeys no law but its appetite