Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.

Something attempted, something done, Has earned a nights repose.

Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, has earned a night's repose.

Don't ever slam a door; you might want to go back

Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man's enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion.

I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets.