When law is blind examine your own heart. * * * * * Valour in defence of wrong becomes a crime. * * * * * Man ceases to be a man when his passions die. * * * * * Trembling patience is better than proud evil. * * * * * Malice and ignorance constantly itch for trouble. * * * * * Life is not a funeral dole but a living present. * * * * * He honours the state who refuses to commit a wrong. * * * * * Opportunities, like pretty maids, should be embraced. * * * * * Man's injustice to man shall not be an eternal stain. * * * * * Defeat may be more glorious than victory. * * * * * Venom is the juice of a toad tainting the sweet air. * * * * * You have but to sow the seeds of malice to reap a crop of grief. * * * * * Men who would face a cannon, tremble before a golden calf. * * * * * There is no music for man so sweet as that set upon a woman's tongue. * * * * * I never could understand why doleful songs should herald a joyous hereafter. * * * * * If you keep your eyes fixed upon the stars you will fall into the first mill pond. * * * * * You are told, "That if you violate a sacrament of the church you will howl in hell for it." You know that if you violate nature's laws you will howl here. * * * * * While poverty spins threads of gold with which to weave a garment to cover her nakedness, the plutocrat melts the threads into sovereigns for his own use. * * * * * Every yellow stream is not the Tiber. * * * * * The wise man dreads, not noise, but eternal silence. * * * * * Loud complaints may be only vents for little ills. * * * * * It is not enough to conceive a truth, we must act. * * * * * When one is bereft of hope the last sorrow has arrived. * * * * * The woman who loves not flattery has yet to be born. * * * * * This must be a golden age--everybody is running after it. * * * * * Beauty is the recompense given to women for her weakness. * * * * * Some sins squeak like a snared rabbit--others roar like a lion. * * * * * An immaculate reputation may hide a multitude of black lies. * * * * *