“What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?”

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.

Accurst be he that first invented war.

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!

Find that pursuit that will energize you, consume you, become an obsession.

It’s modern-day slavery.

The day of judgment will be a day when the skeletons come out of the closets! And each of us will be standing there to face the record.

I think I live inside the plane! I never have time to unpack; I’m always leaving in two days again.

I’ve been given the opportunity to be alive in this day and age, and it’s rare.

Study the history of revival. God has always sent revival in the darkest days. Oh, for a mighty, sweeping revival today!

At the end of the day, nine times out of 10, they are going to win.

Take a little time out of your busy day to give encouragement to someone who’s lost their way.