Nothing happens to man without the permission of God.
Men hate the haughty of heart who will not be the friend of every man.
What anger worse or slower to abate then lovers love when it turns to hate.
I hate it in friends when they come too late to help.
In my opinion, the unjust man whose tongue is full of glozing rhetoric, merits the heaviest punishment; vaunting that he can with his tongue gloze over injustice, he dares to act wickedly, yet he is not over-wise.
It is a strange form of anger, difficult to cure, when two friends turn upon each other in hatred.