There's a pinch of the madman in every great man.

A lie travels round the world while truth is putting her boots on.

Between two stools one sits on the ground.

With enough 'ifs' we could put Paris in a bottle.

No rose without a thorn.

He who can lick can bite.

The price spoils the pleasure.

Everything passes everything wears out everything breaks.

There is no pillow so soft as a clear conscience.

Whoever profits by the crime is guilty of it.

Only he who does nothing makes no mistakes.

As a man gets older, his regrets changes. Especially when he's gotten into the Scotch.

My spelling is Wobbly. It's good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places.

I do write by hand. I just think - I don't know, it's a physical thing for me. It's a bodily thing. It literally has to earn its way through my hand.

I lived for art, I lived for love

There is a huge difference between a dog that is going to eat you in your mind and an actual dog that's going to eat you.

The problem with waiting for someone, whether that wait is an hour or a lifetime, is everyone's 'clock' is different. So what you might consider forever is only a little while to them, or vice versa.

My worries always lead to dungeons; I can't imagine a worse thing than to be imprisoned for the rest of one's life, especially with so few years to enjoy what little there is.

I'd strike the sun if it insulted me.

Day by day, dear Lord, of thee three things I pray: to see thee more clearly, love thee more dearly, follow thee more nearly, day by day.

Waking a person unnecessarily should not be considered a capital crime. For a first offense, that is.