It's love that makes the world go round.

When every blessed thing you have is made of silver, or of gold, you long for simple pewter.

I love my fellow creatures - I do all the good I can - yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man!

My object all sublime I shall achieve in time- To let the punishment fit the crime- The punishment fit the crime.

To sit in solemn silence on a dull, dark dock in a pestilential prison with a life-long lock awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp shock from a cheap and chippy chopper on a big, black block.

Let the punishment fit the crime.

Though I'm anything but clever, I could talk like that forever.