O love, when thou gettest dominion over us, we may bid good-by to prudence.

A hungry stomach cannot hear.

Everyone has his faults which he continually repeats: neither fear nor shame can cure them.

He knows the universe and does not know himself.

Everyone calls himself a friend, but only a fool relies on it; nothing is commoner than the name, nothing rarer than the thing.

The best laid plot can injure its maker, and often a man's perfidy will rebound on himself.

Beware, so long as you live, of judging men by their outward appearance.