The honour is overpaid,When he that did the act is commentator.

Only the actions of the just, Smell sweet and blossom in their dust.

There is no armor against fate.

Death lays his icy hand on kings.

Death calls ye to the crowd of common men.

There is no armour against fate.

When our souls shall leave this dwelling, the glory of one fair and virtuous action is above all the 'scutcheons on our tomb, or silken banners over us.

Knaves will thrive when honest plainness knows not how to live.

How little room Do we take up in death, that, living, know No bounds!

There is no armor against fate death lays his icy hands on kings.

There is no armour against fate death lays his icy hands on kings.

Being with her can prove difficult, but life without her would be unbearable.

The person who fights monsters should make sure that in the process, he does not become a monster himself. Because when you stare down at an abyss, the abyss stares back at you.

Why is propaganda so much more successful when it stirs up hatred than when it tries to stir up friendly feeling?

If you have used colour throughout most of your artistic life, try just black and white... it will take your painting to another dimension where tone and form in all its permutations reign supreme.

The party in power, like Jonah's gourd, grew up quickly, and will quickly fall.

I had something in my throat. It felt like I had swallowed the whole world.

The Lord Jesus, everything. In himself worse than nothing. By grace, in Christ, the son of the King.

If the unborn is a human person, no justification for abortion is adequate.

Our nation is today a powerful nation.

I don't want to be a stereotype; I want a character that's aspirational.