“It is computed that eleven thousand persons have at several times suffered death rather than submit to break their eggs at the smaller end.”

Although men are accused of not knowing their own weakness, yet perhaps few know their own strength. It is in men as in soils, where sometimes there is a vein of gold which the owner knows not of.

I love good creditable acquaintance; I love to be the worst of the company.

We are so fond on one another because our ailments are the same.

There were many times my pants were so thin I could sit on a dime and tell if it was heads or tails.

Everyone desires long life, not one old age.

Don’t set your wit against a child.

Many a truth is told in jest.

For to enter the palace of learning at the great gate requires an expense of time and forms, therefore men of much haste and little ceremony are content to get in by the back-door.

Perverseness is your whole defence.

Satire is a sort of glass, wherein beholders do generally discover everybody’s face but their own.

The bulk of mankind is as well equipped for flying as thinking.

Power is no blessing in itself, except when it is used to protect the innocent.

Although the devil be the father of lies, he seems, like other great inventors, to have lost much of his reputation by the continual improvements that have been made upon him.

We of this age have discovered a shorter, and more prudent method to become scholars and wits, without the fatigue of reading or of thinking.

You should never be ashamed to admit you have been wrong. It only proves you are wiser today than yesterday.

If Heaven had looked upon riches to be a valuable thing, it would not have given them to such a scoundrel.

You and I are the greatest love story ever untold.

My mum and I have an incredible friendship now after a mixture of pain, honesty, unconditional love and a long break from each other

Tragic breaks my heart but its when I feel most alive.

I hide behind olive branches. So afraid of others knowing what lay beneath the broken rifle. The reality hitting the pavement like bullets that stem from war.

There’s a destitute side, a breakdown in me. My subversive pursuit to finally be free.

I think you can challenge people, but you don’t want to break people down. But you’ve got to sometimes just pull them aside and say, you know, you’re OK but you could be better.

I met you the way a fast car meets a tree. The slightest slip sent me careening into you. Half-conscious I remained at the scene, bones broken, blood spilled, fire burning.

I didn’t look to many for love I only ever wanted yours.