I follow a more easy, and, in my opinion, a wiser course, namely--to inveigh against the levity of the female sex, their fickleness, their double-dealing, their rotten promises, their broken faith, and, finally, their want of judgment in bestowing their affections.

The man who is prepared has his battle half fought.

We ought to love our Maker for His own sake, without either hope of good or fear of pain.

The man who fights for his ideals is alive.

Inasmuch as ill-deeds spring up as a spontaneous crop, they are easy to learn.

There's no love lost between us.

A silly remark can be made in Latin as well as in Spanish.