The pen is the language of the soul; as the concepts that in it are generated, such will be its writings.
When we leave this world, and are laid in the earth, the prince walks as narrow a path as the day-laborer.
Get out of harms way.
Nothing costs less nor is cheaper than compliments of civility.
The wicked are always ungrateful.
I know who I am and who I may be, if I choose.