“Accurst be he that first invented war.”

Why should you love him whom the world hates so? Because he love me more than all the world.

Nothing violent, oft have I heard tell, can be permanent.

The griefs of private men are soon allayed, But not of kings.

It is a comfort to the miserable to have comrades in misfortune, but it is a poor comfort after all.

Religion hides many mischiefs from suspicion.

More childish valorous than manly wise.

Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.

He must have a long spoon that eats with the devil.

Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.

Infinite riches in a little room.

Blood is the god of war’s rich livery.

Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?

While money doesn’t buy love, it puts you in a great bargaining position.

What feeds me destroys me.

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Had I as many souls as there be stars, I’d give them all for Mephistopheles!

Writing is the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another.

He was a wise man who invented God.

I heard a definition once: Happiness is health and a short memory! I wish I’d invented it, because it is very true.

I never did anything worth doing by accident, nor did any of my inventions come by accident; they came by work.

Imagination is the foundation of all invention and innovation.

I didn’t fail 1000 times. The light bulb was an invention with 1000 steps.

The first requisite for success is to develop the ability to focus.

Invention is by its very nature disruptive. If you want to be understood at all times, then don’t do anything new.