Trust reposed in noble natures obliges them the more.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature’s eye.
Whatever is, is in its causes just.
Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.
The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
I’m a little wounded, but I am not slain; I will lay me down to bleed a while. Then I’ll rise and fight again.
Death ends our woes, and the kind grave shuts up the mournful scene.
Not sharp revenge, nor hell itself can find, A fiercer torment than a guilty mind, Which day and night doth dreadfully accuse, Condemns the wretch, and still the charge renews.
He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And, from the dregs of life, think to receive, What the first sprightly running could not give.
For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.
Secret guilt is by silence revealed.
Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.
Better to hunt in fields, for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught, The wise, for cure, on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.