Revenge is sweeter than life itself. So think fools.

Peace visits not the guilty mind.

An incurable itch for scribbling takes possession of many, and grows inveterate in their insane breasts.

Poverty is bitter, but it has no harder pang than that it makes men ridiculous.

All wish to possess knowledge, but few, comparatively speaking, are willing to pay the price.

This is his first punishment, that by the verdict of his own heart no guilty man is acquitted.