Soul of fibre and heart of oak.
Let us make hay while the sun shines.
My honor is dearer to me than my life.
Many count their chickens before they are hatched; and where they expect bacon, meet with broken bones.
It is good to live and learn.
History is the depository of great actions, the witness of what is past, the example and instructor of the present, and monitor to the future.
Does the devil possess you? You’re leaping over the hedge before you come at the stile.
Sorrow was made for man, not for beasts; yet if men encourage melancholy too much, they become no better than beasts.
Behind the cross is the devil.
He who has the judge for his father goes into court with an easy mind.
But my thoughts ran a wool-gathering; and I did like the countryman, who looked for his ass while he was mounted on his back.
The wise hand does not all the tongue dictates.
Historians ought to be precise, faithful, and unprejudiced; and neither interest nor fear, hatred nor affection, should make them swerve from the way of truth.
Whoever is ignorant is vulgar.
When good luck knocks at the door, let him in and keep him there.
Take away the motive, and you take away the sin.
Other men’s pains are easily borne.
The poet may say or sing, not as things were, but as they ought to have been; but the historian must pen them, not as they ought to have been, but as they really were.
There is nothing costs less than civility.
In short, virtue cannot live where envy reigns, nor liberality subsist with niggardliness.