“Cut Men’s throats with whisperings.”

Mischiefs feed / Like beasts, till they be fat, and then they bleed.

Words borrowed of Antiquity do lend a kind of Majesty to style, and are not without their delight sometimes.

Poets are far rarer birds than kings.

O, for an engine, to keep back all clocks, or make the sun forget his motion!

Money never made any man rich, but his mind. He that can order himself to the law of nature, is not only without the sense, but the fear of poverty.

That I might live alone once with my gold! O, ’tis a sweet companion! kind and true: A man may trust it when his father cheats him, Brother, or friend, or wife. O wondrous pelf! That which makes all men false, is true itself.

Well, as he brews, so shall he drink.

What excellent fools religion makes of men.

Still may syllables jar with time, Still may reason war with rhyme, Resting never!

Popular men, They must create strange monsters, and then quell them, To make their arts seem something.

Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I’ll not look for wine.

Good men but see death, the wicked taste it.

Now we are all fallen, youth from their fear, And age from that which bred it, good example.

All discourses but my own afflict me; they seem harsh, impertinent, and irksome

A good man should and must Sit rather down with loss than rise unjust.

Woman, the more careful she is about her face, the more careless about her house.

The first cut I do is usually between five and 10 minutes shorter then the cut that we release.

Where is the politician who has not promised to fight to the death for lower taxes- and who has not proceeded to vote for the very spending projects that make tax cuts impossible?

I’m an unusual director in that my cut is usually shorter then the final released film. I like short films.

Politics are a smooth file, which cuts gradually, and attains its end by slow progression.

Because there are so many shows on and because I’ve been so hands-on – I’ve had a piece on almost every single week – I don’t know how to cut back on that. You really can’t.

There is nothing sadder than the cheerful letters of the dead, expressing hopes that were never fulfilled, ambitions that were never achieved, dreams cut off before they could come to fruition.

Most Young Kings Get Their Heads Cut Off.

Scouting is a man’s job cut down to a boy’s size.