gossip, after it reaches a certain point of insult and falsehood, becomes a source of amusement to its victims.
I have no faith in a human critter who hasn't one or two bad habits.
The insolence of time is like a blow in the face from an unseen enemy.
Grief is the price Love pays for being in the same world with Death.
... in a wicked way, it is an incentive to good living to observe the spice of enjoyment there is to a godly soul in a very little sin.
... if a man really and truly believed that black was white, you might advise him to see an oculist, but you mustn't call him a liar.