In the old times men carried out their rights for themselves as they l >>
Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is far >>
There is no such thing as an omen. Destiny does not send us heralds. S >>
It is impossible to calculate the moral mischief, if I may so express >>
We ought to see far enough into a hypocrite to see even his sincerity. >>
With affection beaming in one eye, and calculation shining out of the >>
And the wild regrets, and the bloody sweats, none knew so well as I: for he who lives more lives than one more deaths than one must die.