Mine is the night, with all her stars.
Some wits, too, like oracles, deal in ambiguities, but not with equal success; for though ambiguities are the first excellence of an imposter, they are the last of a wit.
Men should press forward, in fame's glorious chase; Nobles look backward, and so lose the race.
Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed.
The weak have remedies, the wise have joys; superior wisdom is superior bliss.
The man that makes a character, makes foes.