“The tongue is the vile slave’s vilest part.”

Give up all hope of peace so long as your mother-in-law is alive.

It is not easy for men to rise whose qualities are thwarted by poverty.

Dare to do things worthy of imprisonment if you mean to be of consequence.

Now we suffer the evils of a long peace; luxury more cruel than war broods over us and avenges a conquered world.

Bad men hate sin through fear of punishment; good men hate sin through their love of virtue.

If you are capable of submitting to insult you ought to be insulted.

Writing in the incurable itch that possesses many.

Many individuals have, like uncut diamonds, shining qualities beneath a rough exterior.

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

It is but the weak and little mind that rejoices in revenge

The wise man sets bounds even to his innocent desires.

Whenever fortune wishes to joke, she lifts people from what is humble to the highest extremity of affairs.

In the present state of the world it is difficult not to write lampoons.

Many a man has met death from the rushing flood of his own eloquence; others from the strength and wondrous thews in which they have trusted.

Honesty is admired, and starves.

Today there’s more fellowship among snakes than among mankind. Wild beasts spare those with similar markings.

I don’t get any parts I don’t get offered. There are lots of great things out there I would like to do that I don’t get offered.

We have a problem with several media taking only a part of the reality and not the whole picture.

When I’m living in the world of luxury and celebrity, which is where I found myself for a large part of my life, it’s a walk-on part.

They know deep down that certain things in their lives are working or aren’t working, that certain parts of their lives are functional and others are dysfunctional. But sometimes, as human beings, we don’t want to know what’s not convenient. So we pretend not to know.

I shot, rode, jumped, and took part in all the fights of the boys.

Our senses are always part of the process.

Defeat in itself was part and parcel of the great gambling game of politics.

I was ashamed of them and their ways of life. But now – yes, I love them; they are a part of my blood; they, with all their virtues and their faults, played a great part in forming my way of looking at life.