Whom the disease of talking still once posses-seth, he can never hold his peace.
Woman, the more careful she is about her face, the more careless about her house.
If you be sick, your own thoughts make you sick
There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear.
Minds that are great and free, should not on fortune pause: 'Tis crown enough to virtue still, her own applause.
True happiness consists not in the multitude of friends, but in the worth and choice.