 Critics! Those cut-throat bandits in the paths of fame. |
| The wide world is all before us - but a world without a friend. |
| Suspense is worse than disappointment. |
| The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn. |
| Affliction's sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss! |
| I pick my favourite quotations and store them in my mind as ready armour, offensive or defensive, amid the struggle of this turbulent existence. |
| Dare to be honest and fear no labor. |
| Man's inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn! |
| And there begins a lang digression about the lords o' the creation. |
| His locked, lettered, braw brass collar, Shewed him the gentleman and scholar. |
| Suspicion is a heavy armor and with its weight it impedes more than it protects. |
| There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing. |
| Let them cant about decorum, Who have characters to lose! |
| Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings. |
| Firmness in enduring and exertion is a character I always wish to possess. I have always despised the whining yelp of complaint and cowardly resolve. |
