Writing in the incurable itch that possesses many.

The dowry, not the wife, is the object of attraction.

Rare is the union of beauty and purity.

Give them bread and circuses and they will never revolt

A lucky man is rarer than a white crow.

The arrows are from her dowry.

The abject pleasure of an abject mind And hence so dear to poor weak woman kind. [Lat., Vindicta Nemo magis gaudet, quam femina.]

All wish to possess knowledge, but few, comparatively speaking, are willing to pay the price.

Pray for a healthy mind in a healthy body.

Quis costodiet ipsos custodies? (Who will watch the watchers?)

It is not easy for men to rise whose qualities are thwarted by poverty.

He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.

Forgiveness is for yourself because it frees you. It lets you out of that prison you put yourself in.

Nothing new here, except my marrying, which to me is a matter of profound wonder.

I would sooner look for figs on thistles than for the higher attributes of art from one whose ruling motive... is money.

I beg of you, you good people who want to hear stories told: look at this page and recognize the wisdom of my grandmother and of all old story-telling women!

I am a machine, condemned to devour them and then, throw them, in a changed form, on the dunghill of history.

We need more Christians who take their place alongside believing and unbelieving neighbors in the daily gift exchange

Online we have a compassion deficit

Christmas is the alcoholidays

Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns, As I crush so-called Willies, thugs, and rapper-dons.