Beware the fury of a patient man.
Pains of love be sweeter far than all the other pleasures are.
Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
Woman's honor is nice as ermine; it will not bear a soil.
Plots, true or false, are necessary things, to raise up commonwealths, and ruin kings.
Love is not in our choice but in our fate.
War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honor but an empty bubble.
He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
Nature meant me a wife, a silly harmless household Dove, fond without art; and kind without deceit.
We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.
Successful crimes alone are justified.
War is the trade of Kings.
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
Look around the inhabited world; how few know their own good, or knowing it, pursue.
The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
Not to ask is not be denied.
Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
She feared no danger, for she knew no sin.