A quiet conscience makes one so serene.

Tyranny is for the worst of treasons.

And those who saw, it did surprise, Such drops could fall from human eyes.

All human history attests That happiness for man, - the hungry sinner! - Since Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner. ~Lord Byron, Don Juan, Canto XIII, stanza 99

Brisk Confidence still best with woman copes: Pique her and soothe in turn-soon Passion crowns thy hopes.

Think you, if Laura had been Petrarch's wife, He would have written sonnets all his life?.

We of the craft are all crazy.