He who slays a king and He who dies for him are alike idolaters

Criminals do not die by the hands of the law; they die by the hands of other men.

When a man wants to murder a tiger he calls it sport: when the tiger wants to murder him he calls it ferocity

Those who do not know how to live must make a merit of dying

When we want to read of the deeds that are done for love, whither do we turn? To the murder column; and there we are rarely disappointed.

Even the fact that doctors themselves die of the very diseases they profess to cure passes unnoticed. We do not shoot out our lips and shake our heads, saying, 'They save others: themselves they cannot save':