Petitions, not sweetened with gold, are but unsavory and oft refused; or, if received, are pocketed, not read.
True dignity is never gained by place, and never lost when honors are withdrawn.
Revenge, that thirsty dropsy of our souls, makes us covet that which hurts us most.
My dancing days are past.
Black detraction will find faults where they are not.
Patience, the beggar's virtue, shall find no harbor here.