Nature, in giving tears to man, confessed that he Had a tender heart; this is our noblest quality.

Many commit the same crimes with a very different result. One bears a cross for his crime; another a crown.

Dat veniam corvis, vexat censura columbas. - Censure acquits the raven, but pursues the dove.

An undying hatred, and a wound never to be healed.

To have slaved so many years for nothing!

There's no effrontery like that of a woman caught in the act; her very guilt inspires her with wrath and insolence.

Do you expect, forsooth, that a mother will hand down to her children principles which differ from her own?