Our pleasance here is all vain glory, This false world is but transitory.
To God be humble, to thy friend be kind, and with thy neighbors gladly lend and borrow; His chance tonight, it maybe thine tomorrow.
Scotsmen are metaphisical and emotional, they are sceptical and mystical, they are romantic and ironic, they are cruel and tender, and full of mirth and despair.
All love is lost but upon God alone.
A lawyer who does not know men is handicapped.
London, thou art the flower of cities all!