Union of hearts, not hands, does a marriage make, and sympathy of mind keeps love awake.
Mischief and malice grow on the same branch of the tree of evil.
Courage is poorly housed that dwells in numbers; the lion never counts the herd that are about him, nor weighs how many flocks he has to scatter.
Art, however innocent, looks like deceiving.
Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession's phlegm, and needs no ancestors.
Law that shocks equity is reason's murderer.