Everybody, soon or late, sits down to a banquet of consequences.

Courage, the footstool of the Virtues, upon which they stand.

Make the most of the best and the least of the worst.

There is but one art, to omit! Oh, if I knew how to omit I would ask no other knowledge. A man who knows how to omit would make an Iliad of a daily paper.

Wealth I ask not, hope nor love, Nor a friend to know me; All I seek, the heaven above And the road below me.

A hanging in a good quarrel is an easy death they say, though I could never hear of any that came back to say so.

Jealousy is the most radical primeval and naked form of admiration in war paint, so to speak.