As the twig is bent, so grows the tree.
Condition, circumstance, is not the thing; Bliss is the same in subject or in king.
Monuments, like men, submit to fate.
When much dispute has past, we find our tenets just the same as last.
There never was any party, faction, sect, or cabal whatsoever, in which the most ignorant were not the most violent; for a bee is not a busier animal than a blockhead.
Age and want sit smiling at the gate.