The little done doth vanish to the mind which forward sees how much remains to do.
When cheated, wife or husband feels the same.
The brash unbridled tongue, the lawless folly of fools, will end in pain. But the life of wise content is blest with quietness, escapes the storm and keeps its house secure.
Too much zeal offends where indirection works.
We look for good on earth and cannot recognize it when met.
Arm yourself, my heart: the thing that you must do is fearful, yet inevitable.