Condition, circumstance, is not the thing; Bliss is the same in subject or in king.

Thus let me live, unseen, unknown, Thus unlamented let me die, Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie.

Our business in the field of fight, Is not to question, but to prove our might.

Some old men, continually praise the time of their youth. In fact, you would almost think that there were no fools in their days, but unluckily they themselves are left as an example.

Be thou the first true merit to befriend, his praise is lost who stays till all commend.

Every woman is at heart a rake.

Where's the man who counsel can bestow, still pleased to teach, and yet not proud to know.