James Payn

He was no coward, but it had suddenly struck him that the present was a very ill-chosen time for a row with his younger relative, however successful might be the issue. Such violence should not go unpunished, but vengeance is a dish that …

I had never had a piece of toast Particularly long and wide, But fell upon the sanded floor, And always on the buttered side.

You are safe to-day, my friend, but you will not be safe to-morrow; you may be safe to-morrow, but you will not be safe the next day: in my country vengeance is a dish that we eat cold.

To the truly benevolent mind, indeed, nothing is more satisfactory than to hear of a miser denying himself the necessaries of life a little too far and ridding us of his presence altogether.

May he perish, inch by inch, within reach of the aid that shall never come, ere the God of the poor take him into his hand.