If Claret is the king of natural wines, Burgundy is the queen.
There is no rampart that will hold out against malice.
He who follows his lessons tastes a profound peace, and looks upon everybody as a bunch of manure.
Sometimes I feel something akin to rage At the corrupted morals of this age!
The only people who can be excused for letting a bad book loose on the world are the poor devils who have to write for a living.
It's true Heaven forbids some pleasures, but a compromise can usually be found.