Here's to us, who's like us Damn few, and they're all dead.
Ah, gentle dames! it gars me greet To think how monie counsels sweet, How monie lengthened sage advices, The husband frae the wife despises.
The upright, honest-hearted man Who strives to do the best he can, Need never fear the church's ban Or hell's damnation.
Suspicion is a heavy armor and with its weight it impedes more than it protects.
Learn taciturnity and let that be your motto!
God knows, I'm not the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be, But twenty times I rather would be An atheist clean, Than under gospel colours hid be Just for a screen.