Much suspected by me, Nothing proved can be

... [ellipsis in source] it is true that the world was made in six days, but it was by God, to whose power the infirmity of men isnot to be compared.

Grief never ends, but it changes. It is a passage, not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness nor a lack of faith: it is the price of love.

Brass shines as fair to the ignorant as gold to the goldsmiths.

The stone often recoils on the head of the thrower.

God has given such brave soldiers to this Crown that, if they do not frighten our neighbours, at least they prevent us from being frightened by them.

Where minds differ and opinions swerve there is scant a friend in that company.