If money be not thy servant, it will be thy master.

What, then, remains but that we still should cry, For being born, and, being born, to die?

I use all sorts of things to work with: old brooms, old sweaters, and all kinds of peculiar tools and materials... I paint to excite myself, and make something for myself.

Secrecy in suits goes a great way towards success.

The way of fortune is like the milky way in the sky; which is a meeting, or knot, of a number of small stars, not seen asunder, but giving light together : so are there a number of little and scarce discerned virtues, or rather faculties and customs, that make men fortunate.

The lame man who keeps the right road outstrips the runner who takes the wrong one.

The voice of the people has about it something divine: for how otherwise can so many heads agree together as one?