The girl never really lived, and so she has never really died.
What a pity that in life we only get our lessons when they are of no use to us.
It is not the prisoners who need reformation, it is the prisons.
As for the virtuous poor, one can pity them, of course, but one cannot possibly admire them. They have made private terms with the enemy, and sold their birthright for very bad pottage. They must also be extraordinarily stupid.
Man is many things, but he is not rational.
There is no man who is not, at each moment, what he has been and what he will be.