Wise or Otherwise Part 6

Every furrow in the brow represents a drag-tooth of care.

A tempestuous petticoat is more bewitching than a satin gown.

For the light of beauty men go down into the darkest pits.

The smart of the lash soon dies--the memory of it never.

The meaner a man is, the meaner he not only feels but looks.

The greenest turf covers the blackest soil.

Only an earthquake can shake a selfish soul.

One woman-wolf is more to be dreaded than a den of lions.

There are women whose smile is poison, whose touch is death.

Bequeath your good deeds to memory, your bad deeds to oblivion.

Pity, as soft as feathered flakes of snow, whitens all it falls upon.

If we peep behind a curtain we may see the ghost of our own hopes grinning at us.

The albatross, like a great soul, remains aloft without the flutter of a feather.

My sovereign hope is the inate desire of the human heart that justice be done.

Love is as much higher, than justice as is the tallest mountain above an ant hill.

The people have so often been beguiled that now they refuse to believe the truth.

Why is it that down hill is always greased?

A stain upon a woman's honour is indelible.

Insolence is brutal--arrogance, intolerable.

The seeds of ill grow best in the most sterile soil.

A heart pickled in gall cannot be called a sweetmeat.

The promise of eternal sleep is not sweet to a live man.

The most worthless woman is bought at the highest price.

A man can put away his wife but he cannot divorce a memory.

Many of our good intentions are so feeble, that like snow flakes, they melt as they come.