Your letter of excuses has arrived. I receive the letter but do not admit the excuses except in courtesy, as when a man treads on your toes and begs your pardon — the pardon is granted, but the joint aches, especially if there is a corn upon it. – Lord Byron
If we must have a tyrant, let him at least be a gentleman who has been bred to the business, and let us fall by the axe and not by the butchers cleaver. – Lord Byron