A politician is the devil's quilted anvil; He fashions all sins on him, and the blows are never heard.

That friend a great man's ruin strongly checks, who rails into his belief all his defects.

We are merely the stars tennis-balls, struck and bandied which way please them.

Men often are valued high, when they are most wretched.

Lay this unto your breast: Old friends, like old swords, still are trusted best.

Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust, like diamonds we are cut with our own dust.

Sorrow is held the eldest child of sin.

'Tis better to be fortunate than wise.

Heaven fashioned us of nothing; and we strive to bring ourselves to nothing.

For the subtlest folly proceeds from the subtlest wisdom.

Integrity of life is fame's best friend, which nobly, beyond death, shall crown in the end.

In all our quest of greatness, like wanton boys, whose pastime is their care, we follow after bubbles, blown in the air.

Eagles commonly fly alone. They are crows, daws, and starlings that flock together.

When I go to hell, I mean to carry a bribe: for look you, good gifts evermore make way for the worst persons.

Man is most happy, when his own actions are arguments and examples of his virtue.

Fortune's a right whore. If she give ought, she deals it in small parcels, that she may take away all at one swoop.

When a man's mind rides faster than his horse can gallop they quickly both tire.

A politician is the devil's quilted anvil; He fashions all sins on him, and the blows are never heard.

All things do help the unhappy man to fall.

Though lust do masque in ne'er so strange disguise she's oft found witty, but is never wise.

We think caged birds sing when indeed they cry.

Integrity of life is fames best friend which nobly beyond death shall crown in the end.

Through darkness diamonds spread their richest light.

Whether we fall by ambition blood or lust like diamonds we are cut with our own dust.

Eagles commonly fly alone. They are crows daws and starlings that flock together.

Man may his fate foresee but not prevent ... Tis better to be fortunate than wise.

Temptation is the devil looking through the keyhole. Yielding is opening the door and inviting him in.

As for the Devil - that is somebody our religion tried to do without for a long time.

People who cease to believe in God or goodness altogether still believe in the devil. I don't know why. No, I do indeed know why. Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult.

People have discovered that they can fool the devil; but they can't fool the neighbors.

If I'm alone too long I think too much, and I'm not interested in doing that. That won't lead anywhere good, I'm sure. If I'm busy I tend to stay out of trouble. An idle mind is the devil's playground.

It is so stupid of modern civilisation to have given up believing in the devil when he is the only explanation of it.

Laughter kills fear, and without fear there can be no faith. For without fear of the devil there is no need for God.

To light one candle to God and another to the Devil is the principle of wisdom.

So Ham's wife that was preserved on the Ark was a Negro of the seed of Cain and there was a priestly purpose in it, that the Devil would have a representation as well as God.

A dimple on the chin, the devil within.

You shall always find what you created in your mind, for instance, a benevolent God or an evil Devil. Between them are countless facets. Therefore, concentrate on the depth of your consciousness and on what you consider to be positive and good.

For Devil's Backbone I loved it but I felt very pressured but so I was neurotic on the shoot.

Memnoch the Devil happen to be my favorite of all The Vampire Chronicles.

The devil doesn't know how to sing, only how to howl.

I walked along that slippery slope where if you fail through lack of faith, you sell your soul to the devil.

So much of motion, is so much of life, and so much of joy, and to stand still, or get on but slowly, is death and the devil.

The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.

I'm not afraid to look like a big, hairy, smelly, foreign devil in Tokyo, though I do my best not to, I really do.

Your best friend and worst enemy are both in this room right now. It's not your neighbor right or left - and it's not God or the devil - it's you.

The good news is there's no devil. The bad news is there's no heaven. There's nothing.

Telephone, n. An invention of the devil which abrogates some of the advantages of making a disagreeable person keep his distance.

When you actually meet the devil and he offers you a deal most artists eventually negotiate.

But then in novels the most indifferent hero comes out right at last. Some god comes out of a theatrical cloud and leaves the poor devil ten thousand-a-year and a title.