Wit loses its point when dipped in malice.
Humanity always becomes a conqueror.
Madam, a circulating library in a town is as an evergreen tree of diabolical knowledge; it blossoms through the year. And depend on it that they who are so fond of handling the leaves, will long for the fruit at last.
They only have lived long who have lived virtuously.
There's only one truth about war: people die.
I had rather follow you to your grave than see you owe your life to any but a regular-bred physician.