Men are subject to various inconveniences merely through lack of a small share of courage, which is a quality very necessary in the common occurrences of life, as well as in a battle. How many impertinences do we daily suffer with great uneasiness, because we have not courage enough to discover our dislike.

There was never a good war, or a bad peace.

The noblest question in the world is: 'What good may I do in it?'

That which hurts, also instructs.

Guests, like fish, begin to smell after three days.

Some books we read, tho' few there are that hit the happy point where wisdom joins with wit.

After three days men grow weary, of a wench, a guest, and weather rainy.