Pierre Corneille

The crime and not the scaffold makes the shame.

Oh rage! Oh despair! Oh age, my enemy!

A liar is always lavish of oaths.

The weird thing about grief, for me at least, was when each of my parents died, for a year or two afterwards I was pretty wildly brave - just willing to take life on.

I can't see where there is anywhere left to move. If you don't have a recount it's hard to receive any more votes.

God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling.