Rest assured that there is nothing which wounds the heart of a noble man more deeply than the thought his honour is assailed.
I will not leave you until I have seen you hanged.
Sometimes I feel something akin to rage At the corrupted morals of this age!
[Dom Juan] believes neither in Heaven, nor the saints, nor God, nor the Werewolf.
The trees that are slow to grow bear the best fruit.
As the purpose of comedy is to correct the vices of men, I see no reason why anyone should be exempt.