Blushing is the colour of virtue.

Judas had given them the slip.

So great was the extremity of his pain and anguish, that he did not only sigh but roar.

It is good news, worthy of all acceptation, and yet not too good to be true.

The better day, the worse deed.

I want every peasant to have a chicken in his pot on Sundays. [Fr., Je veux que le dimanche chaque paysan ait sa poule au pot.]