Painters and poets have liberty to lie.

The wide world is all before us - but a world without a friend.

An atheist's laugh 's a poor exchange For Deity offended!

Dare to be honest and fear no labor. ... Opera is where a man gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.

An honest man here lies at rest, the friend of man the friend of truth the friend of age and guide of youth. Few hearts like his with virtue warmed, few heads with knowledge so informed. If there's another world, he lives in bliss. If there is none, he made the best of this.

Nae man can tether time or tide.

The heart that is generous and kind most resembles God.