Talk of the devil, and his horns appear.

I attended [Sir Humphry] Davy's lectures to renew my stock of metaphors.

And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware! His flashing eyes, his floating hair! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.

We are now Courts of equity, and must decide the thing according to all the rights.

No man was ever yet a great poet, without being at the same time a profound philosopher. For poetry is the blossom and the fragrance of all human knowledge, human thoughts, human passions, emotions, language.

This is the course of every evil deed, that, propagating still it brings forth evil.

As long as we have to administer the law we must do so according to the law as it is. We are not here to make the law.