The things we remember best are those better forgotten.
A brand new mediocrity is thought more of than accustomed excellence.
Censure is like the lightning which strikes the highest mountains.
Let him that hath no power of patience retire within himself, though even there he will have to put up with himself.
You may be obliged to wage war, but not to use poisoned arrows.
Tis by no means the least of life's rules: To let things alone.