In doing nothing men learn to do evil.
I know not what treason is, if sapping and betraying the liberties of a people be not treason.
Flee sloth; for the indolence of the soul is the decay of the body.
Blessed be they as virtuous, who when they feel their virile members swollen with lust, visit a brothel rather than grind at some husband's private mill.
Speak briefly and to the point.
Good-breeding is the art of showing men, by external signs, the internal regard we have for them. It arises from good sense, improved by conversing with good company.