Clergymen who publish pious frauds in the interest of the church are the orthodox liars of God.

There is small chance of truth at the goal, where there is not childlike humility at the starting-post.

No man does anything from a single motive.

The form of truth will bear exposure, as well as that of beauty herself.

Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was white as leprosy, The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold.

Cant is the parrot talk of a profession.

We must not be guilty of taking the law into our own hands, and converting it from what it really is to what we think it ought to be.