She wanted, with her fickleness, to make my destruction constant; I want, by trying to destroy myself, to satisfy her desire.
The pen is the tongue of the soul; as are the thoughts engendered there, so will be the things written.
Tell me what company thou keepst, and I’ll tell thee what thou art.
There are men that will make you books, and turn them loose into the world, with as much dispatch as they would do a dish of fritters.
I have always heard, Sancho, that doing good to base fellows is like throwing water into the sea.
Be slow of tongue and quick of eye.
Alas! all music jars when the soul’s out of tune.
Everyone is as God has made him, and oftentimes a great deal worse.
Make it thy business to know thyself, which is the most difficult lesson in the world.
No man is more than another unless he does more than another.
There’s no sauce in the world like hunger.
The stomach carries the heart, and not the heart the stomach.
Diligence is the mother of good fortune, and idleness, its opposite, never brought a man to the goal of any of his best wishes.
Fair and softly goes far.
It is the part of a wise man to keep himself today for tomorrow, and not to venture all his eggs in one basket.
Fear has many eyes and can see things underground.
When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies?
Great expectations are better than a poor possession.
Anyone who does not know how to make the most of his luck has no right to complain if it passes by him.
I must speak the truth, and nothing but the truth.