‘Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame: it wounds one, another it kills:...

Modesty, tis a virtue not often found among poets, for almost every one of them thinks himself the greatest in the world.

The brave man carves out his fortune, and every man is the son of his own works.

Valor lies just halfway between rashness and cowardice.

Pray look better, Sir… those things yonder are no giants, but windmills.

Well, there’s a remedy for all things but death, which will be sure to lay us flat one time or other.

And for the citation of so many authors, ’tis the easiest thing in nature. Find out one of these books with an alphabetical index, and without any farther ceremony, remove it verbatim into your own…...

Jests that give pains are no jests.

All is not gold that glitters.

That’s the nature of women, not to love when we love them, and to love when we love them not.

He had a face like a blessing.

Death eats up all things, both the young lamb and old sheep; and I have heard our parson say, death values a prince no more than a clown; all’s fish that comes to his net;...

Every man is the son of his own works.

‘Tis the maddest trick a man can ever play in his whole life, to let his breath sneak out of his body without any more ado, and without so much as a rap o’er the...

The knowledge of yourself will preserve you from vanity.

One who has not only the four S’s, which are required in every good lover, but even the whole alphabet; as for example… Agreeable, Bountiful, Constant, Dutiful, Easy, Faithful, Gallant, Honorable, Ingenious, Kind, Loyal, Mild,...

I believe there’s no proverb but what is true; they are all so many sentences and maxims drawn from experience, the universal mother of sciences.

Mere flimflam stories, and nothing but shams and lies.

A closed mouth catches no flies.

Thou camest out of thy mother’s belly without government, thou hast liv’d hitherto without government, and thou mayst be carried to thy long home without government, when it shall please the Lord. How many people...

Tis a dainty thing to command, though twere but a flock of sheep.

A blot in thy escutcheon to all futurity.

Those who’ll play with cats must expect to be scratched.

By the street of by-and-by, one arrives at the house of never.

Diligence is the mother of good fortune, and idleness, its opposite, never brought a man to the goal of any of his best wishes.

For historians ought to be precise, truthful, and quite unprejudiced, and neither interest nor fear, hatred nor affection, should cause them to swerve from the path of truth, whose mother is history, the rival of...

The bow cannot always stand bent, nor can human frailty subsist without some lawful recreation.

Absence — that common cure of love.

No fathers or mothers think their own children ugly.

Though God’s attributes are equal, yet his mercy is more attractive and pleasing in our eyes than his justice.

‘Tis ill talking of halters in the house of a man that was hanged.

Faint heart never won fair lady.

Delay always breeds danger; and to protract a great design is often to ruin it.

Take away the cause, and the effect ceases.

When the severity of the law is to be softened, let pity, not bribes, be the motive.

She fights and vanquishes in me, and I live and breathe in her, and I have life and being.

To withdraw is not to run away, and to stay is no wise action, when there’s more reason to fear than to hope.

There is a strange charm in the thoughts of a good legacy, or the hopes of an estate, which wondrously removes or at least alleviates the sorrow that men would otherwise feel for the death...

God bears with the wicked, but not forever.

Be slow of tongue and quick of eye.

Drink moderately, for drunkeness neither keeps a secret, nor observes a promise.

Miracle me no miracles.

Time ripens all things; no man is born wise.

Well, now there’s a remedy for everything except death.

Never stand begging for that which you have the power to earn.

Now blessings light on him that first invented this same sleep: it covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak; ‘Tis meat for the hungry, drink for the thirsty, heat for the...

There is nothing so subject to the inconstancy of fortune as war.

No man is more than another unless he does more than another.

Alas! all music jars when the soul’s out of tune.

Faint heart ne’er won fair lady.