Martyrs.—Even in this world they will have their judgment-day, and their names, which went down in the dust like a gallant banner trodden in the mire, shall rise again all glorious in the sight of nations.—Mrs. Stowe.
It is not the death that makes the martyr, but the cause.—Canon Dale.
It is admirable to die the victim of one's faith; it is sad to die the dupe of one's ambition.—Lamartine.
God discovers the martyr and confessor without the trial of flames and tortures, and will hereafter entitle many to the reward of actions which they had never the opportunity of performing.—Addison.
Matrimony.—When a man and woman are married their romance ceases and their history commences.—Rochebrune.
It resembles a pair of shears, so joined that they cannot be separated; often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing any one who comes between them.—S. Smith.
Married in haste, we repent at leisure.—Congreve.
I believe marriages would in general be as happy, and often more so, if they were all made by the Lord Chancellor, upon a due consideration of the characters and circumstances, without the parties having any choice in the matter.—Johnson.
Hanging and wiving go by destiny.—Shakespeare.
The married man is like the bee that fixes his hive, augments the world, benefits the republic, and by a daily diligence, without wronging any, profits all; but he who contemns wedlock, like a wasp, wanders an offence to the world, lives upon spoil and rapine, disturbs peace, steals sweets that are none of his own, and, by robbing the hives of others, meets misery as his due reward.—Feltham.