No man ever became very wicked all at once.
A lucky man is rarer than a white crow.
Make all fair allowance for the mistakes of youth.
There will he nothing more that posterity can add to our immoral habits; our descendants must have the same desires and act the same follies as their sires. Every vice has reached its zenith.
An undying hatred, and a wound never to be healed.
A rare bird upon the earth and very much like a black swan.