But Tom's no more - and so no more of Tom.

It is very iniquitous to make me pay my debts, you have no idea of the pain it gives one.

There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and true religion.

There is no such thing as a life of passion any more than a continuous earthquake, or an eternal fever. Besides, who would ever shave themselves in such a state?

The poor dog, in life the firmest friend. The first to welcome, foremost to defend.

Your letter of excuses has arrived. I receive the letter but do not admit the excuses except in courtesy, as when a man treads on your toes and begs your pardon -- the pardon is granted, but the joint aches, especially if there is a corn upon it.