A curse burns bright on crime.

There is no avoidance in delay.

Rumours voiced by women come to nothing.

Wisdom comes through suffering.Trouble, with its memories of pain, Drips in our hearts as we try to sleep, So men against their willLearn to practice moderation.Favours come to us from gods.

In visions of the night, like dropping rain, Descend the many memories of pain

Every medicine is vain.

Old age is an island surrounded by death.

In Belgium, the magistrate has the dignity of a prince, but by Bacchus, it is true that the brewer is king.

I'm no good at the one-liner thing. It's just not me.

Humor is a universal language.

Rest and activity are the steps of progress.

He could hardly read or write but his heart spoke the language of the good

There's only one of me. With you using the why in the center of your work helps me.

I see [my pen] as an extension of my musculature. It's like being a painter. It's the closest I can get to my breath.

Never try to fix other people. God does not need to do a bank shot off your lips.

Winter is not an end. It is in transit. It is headed to bankruptcy. The sheriff will sell its stock for what he can get and an ice man will be the only bidder at the sale.