If you refuse where you have always granted you invite to theft.
A suspicious mind always looks on the black side of things.
Wisdom oft lurks beneath a tattered coat.
Grant us a brief delay; impulse in everything is but a worthless servant.
The argument is at an end.
Much speech is one thing, well-timed speech is another.
Envy is the ulcer of the soul.
Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting with the gift of speech.