Now what else is the whole life of mortals, but a sort of comedy in which the various actors, disguised by various costumes and masks, walk on and play each ones part until the manager walks them off the stage?

Besides, it happens (how, I cannot tell) that an idea launched like a javelin in proverbial form strikes with sharper point on the hearer's mind and leaves implanted barbs for meditation.

'Tis an easier matter to raise the devil than to lay him.

Fortune favours the audacious.

[Only by] the good influence of our conduct may we bring salvation in human affairs; or like a fatal comet we may bring destruction in our train.

[N]o party is any fun unless seasoned with folly.

Do not be guilty of possessing a library of learned books while lacking learning yourself.