No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. But I know none, and therefore am no beast.

Then is it sin to rush into the secret house of death. Ere death dare come to us?

In right and service to their noble country.

Every man has business and desire, Such as it is.

I have seen better faces in my time Than stands on any shoulder that I see Before me at this instant.

I have a bone to pick with Fate

Ingratitude is monstrous.