There is nothing in which a horse's power is better revealed than in a neat, clean stop.
There is a plague on Man, the opinion that he knows something.
Wit is a dangerous weapon, even to the possessor, if he knows not how to use it discreetly.
To honor him whom we have made is far from honoring him that hath made us.
Nothing is so firmly believed as what we least know.
Even in the midst of compassion we feel within I know not what tart sweet titillation of malicious pleasure in seeing others suffer; children have the same feeling.