Revenge is always the weak pleasure of a little and narrow mind.
A third heir seldom enjoys what has been dishonestly acquired.
The same dish cooked over and over again wears out the irksome life of the teacher.
It is sheer madness to live in want in order to be wealthy when you die.
Revenge is sweeter than life itself. So think fools.
Many suffer from the incurable disease of writing, and it becomes chronic in their sick minds.