The man who tells lies hides the truth, but the man who tells half-lies has forgotten where he put it.
It profits a man nothing to give his soul for the whole world... but for Wales!
Your taste in music is excellent. It exactly coinsides with my own!
Even at our birth, death does but stand aside a little. And every day he looks toward us and muses somewhat to himself whether that day or the next he will draw nigh.
I am used to hear bad men misuse the name of God, yet God exists.
I'm breathing . . . are you breathing too? It's nice, isn't it?