It's true Heaven forbids some pleasures, but a compromise can usually be found.

It's an odd job, making decent people laugh.

Heaven forbids, it is true, certain gratifications, but there are ways and means of compounding such matters.

Ah, there are no longer any children!

When we are understood, we always speak well, and then all your fine diction serves no purpose.

Malicious men may die, but malice never.

Deference and intimacy live far apart.