To a father waxing old, nothing is dearer than a daughter; sons have spirits of a higher pitch, but less inclined to endearing fondness.
Every man is like the company he wont to keep.
Who cannot open an honest mind No friend will he be of mine.
This is true liberty, when free-born men, having to advise the public, may speak free.
Since luck's a nine days' wonder, wait their end.
There is no bitterness to be compared with that between two people who once loved.