I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.

Men do not suspect faults which they do not commit.

Let me go to hell, that's all I ask, and go on cursing them there, and them look down and hear me, that might take some of the shine off their bliss.

men do not suspect faults which they do not commit

There's many a good tune played on an old fiddle.

We are all born mad. Some remain so.