Silver is of less value than gold, gold than virtue.
At Rome I love Tibur; then, like a weathercock, at Tibur Rome.
Wisdom is not wisdom when it is derived from books alone.
Nothing is too high for the daring of mortals: we storm heaven itself in our folly.
There is need of brevity, that the thought may run on.
Let this be your wall of brass, to have nothing on your conscience, no guilt to make you turn pale.