It may be made a question whether men grow wiser as they grow older, anymore than they grow stronger or healthier or honest.
Good temper is an estate for life.
The corpse of friendship is not worth embalming.
Want of principle is power. Truth and honesty set a limit to our efforts, which impudence and hypocrisy easily overleap.
Great thoughts reduced to practice become great acts.
A felon could plead "benefit of clergy" and be saved by [reading aloud] what was aptly enough termed the "neck verse", which was very usually the Miserere mei of Psalm 51.