You may imagine how I felt when I heard this abominable old rogue addressing another in the very same words of flattery as he had used to me. I think, if I had been able, that I would have killed him through the barrel.
Robert Louis Stevenson
His past was fairly blameless; few men could read the rolls of their life with less apprehension; yet he was humbled to the dust by the many ill things he had done, and raised up again into sober and fearful gratitude by the many he had come so near to doing, yet avoided.
Doctors is all swabs.
It was no longer the fear of the gallows, it was the horror of being Hyde that racked me.
Of what shall a man be proud, if he is not proud of his friends?
Sir, with no intention to take offence, I deny your right to put words into my mouth.