“In peace there’s nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility.”

Expectation is the root of all heartache.

These violent delights have violent ends And in their triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume.

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.

Honesty is the best policy. If I lose mine honor, I lose myself.

I would not wish any companion in the world but you.

This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.

My heart is ever at your service.

The instruments of darkness tell us truths.

Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them.

Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.

Don’t waste your love on somebody, who doesn’t value it.

Words spoken can not be recalled so think twice before you speak.

How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world.

God shall be my hope, my stay, my guide and lantern to my feet.

I knew that it is out of the question to have honest, economical government while a few are inordinately rich and the great mass of men are poor. In fact, it is to be doubted if anything really worthwhile can be done until there is a fairer distribution of wealth.

The Masonic system represents a stupendous and beautiful fabric, founded on universal purity, to rule and direct our passions, to have faith and love in God, and charity toward man.

If a man whistles at you, don’t turn around. You are a lady not a dog.

The first virtue of a young man today – that is, for the next fifty years perhaps, as long as we live in fear, and religion has regained its powers – is to be incapable of enthusiasm and not to have much in the way of brains.

We are starting off with our own different characters and our own laws and everything, looking at Bruce Wayne and how he came to be the person that he was and how he comes to be this man that jumps around in the Bat suit.

Debt rolls a man over and over, binding him hand and foot, and letting him hang upon the fatal mesh until the long-legged interest devours him.

Like hunger, physical love is a necessity. But man’s appetite for amour is never so regular or so sustained as his appetite for the delights of the table.

No struggle can ever succeed without women participating side by side with men.