Better slip with foot than tongue.
Life's Tragedy is that we get old too soon and wise too late.
After three days men grow weary, of a wench, a guest, and weather rainy.
A man separated from his reflective belt is no man at all.
Often I sit up in my room reading the greatest part of the night, when the book was borrowed in the evening and to be returned early in the morning, lest it should be missed or wanted.
Human felicity is produced not as much by great pieces of good fortune that seldom happen as by little advantages that occur every day.