I'm breathing . . . are you breathing too? It's nice, isn't it?

Your taste in music is excellent. It exactly coinsides with my own!

I wish we could all have good luck, all the time! I wish we had wings! I wish rain water was beer!

The law is not a 'light' for you or any man to see by; the law is not an instrument of any kind. The law is a causeway upon which so long as he keeps to it a citizen may walk safely.

Death comes for us all. Even for kings he comes.

This account of him [Thomas More] developed as I wrote: what first attracted me was a person who could not be accused of any incapacity for life, who indeed seized life in great variety and almost greedy quantities, who nevertheless found something in himself without which life was valueless and when that was denied him was able to grasp his death.

The man who tells lies hides the truth, but the man who tells half-lies has forgotten where he put it.