“No blade can puncture the human heart like the well-chosen words of a spiteful son.”

“Trust. It is like placing a blade in someone's hand and setting the very point to your heart.”

“Books, like friends, should be few and well chosen.”

“Sometimes when you hit send, you can imagine the message going straight into the person's heart. But other times, like this time, it feels like the words are merely falling into a well.”

“Spite, spite, is the word of your undoing!”

“To reason with poorly chosen words is like using a pair of scales with inaccurate weights.”

“Fencing isn't really fighting. It's more like chess with the risk of puncture wounds”

“…the American's upper yards and punctured sails rose above the fog of gunfire like a cliff.”

“Wealth, my son, should never be your goal in life. Your words are eloquent but they are mere words. True wealth is of the heart, not of the purse.”

“Can heav'nly minds such high resentment show,
Or exercise their spite in human woe?”