Before, I loved thee as a brother, John, But now, I do respect thee as my soul.

Love that we cannot have is the one that lasts the longest,hurts the deepest,but feels the strongest

Woe, destruction, ruin, and decay; the worst is death and death will have his day.

An honest tale speeds best being plainly told.

Gold--what can it not do, and undo?

Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar? And the creature run from the cur. There thou mightst behold the great image of authority-a dog's obeyed in office.

Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other side