Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another's sorrow.
Order, thou eye of action.
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.
Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession's phlegm, and needs no ancestors.
Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.