A deal of skimble-skamble stuff. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Don't get mad, get even!

And the watchman told, saying, He came even unto them, and cometh not again: and the driving is like the driving of Jehu the son of Nimski; for he driveth furiously.

I know nothing about sex, because I was always married.

The biggest sin is sitting on your ass.

Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.

We have a cancer within, close to the Presidency, that is growing.

Posterity is as likely to be wrong as anybody else.

What means this heaviness that hangs upon me? This lethargy that creeps through all my senses? Nature, oppress'd and harrass'd out with care, Sinks down to rest.

The library is the temple of learning, and learning has liberated more people than all the wars in history.

Mere goodness can achieve little against the power of nature.

Why not go out on a limb? Isn't that where the fruit is?.

In faith and hope the world will disagree, But all mankind's concern is charity.

We call some books immortal! Do they live? If so, believe me, Time hath made them pure. In Books, the veriest wicked rest in peace.

I have planted, Apollos watered; but God gave the increase. So then neither is he that planteth any thing, neither he that watereth; but God that giveth the increase.

Never forget that a half truth is a whole lie.

All growth depends upon activity. There is no development physically or intellectually without effort, and effort means work.

Yet was he but a squire of low degree.

The eagle suffers little birds to sing, And is not careful what they mean thereby, Knowing that with the shadow of his wings He can at pleasure stint their melody: Even so mayest thou the giddy men of Rome.

Nobody can be exactly like me. Sometimes even I have trouble doing it.