Remote though your farm may be, It's something to be the lord of one green lizard-and free.
A pauper traveller will sing before a beggar.
It is a wretched thing to live on the fame of others.
It is difficult not to write satire.
There's no effrontery like that of a woman caught in the act; her very guilt inspires her with wrath and insolence.
The love of popularity holds you in a vice.