I’ve been a scoundrel in my life. I’ve been selfish. I’ve been cruel at times, hard to work with, and I’m grateful that so many of you in this room have given me a second...

Who ever thought to put the word “hero” in heroin?

Make not, when you work a deed of shame, The scoundrel’s plea, ‘My forbears did the same.

A scoundrel is an evil heliotrope turning always in the direction of the most powerful.

The pleasure of being a scoundrel can be adequately savored in silence.

Is the prison that Mr. Scoundrel lives in at the end of his career a more uncomfortable place than the workhouse that Mr. Honesty lives in at the end of his career?