I-I am going to be a storm-a flame-I need to fight whole armies alone;I have ten hearts; I have a hundred arms; I feel too strong to war with mortals-BRING ME GIANTS!

I may climb perhaps to no great heights, but I will climb alone.

This veridic nose arrives everywhere a quarter of an hour before its master. Ten shoemakers, good round fat ones too, go and sit down to work under it out of the rain.

A pessimist is a man who tells the truth prematurely.

Prometheus heretofore went up to Heaven, and stole fire from thence. Have not I as much Boldness as he?

A large nose is the mark of a witty, courteous, affable, generous and liberal man.