She who means no mischief does it all.
The man with but one idea in his head is sure to exaggerate that to top-heaviness, and thus he loses his equilibrium.
Art, however innocent, looks like deceiving.
Order, thou eye of action.
Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession's phlegm, and needs no ancestors.
Servile doubt argues an impotence of mind, that says we fear because we dare not meet misfortunes.