Jealousy's a proof of love, But 'tis a weak and unavailing medicine; It puts out the disease and makes it show, But has no power to cure.

Beware the fury of a patient man.

Love is not in our choice but in our fate.

What passion cannot music raise and quell!

The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.

It's a hard world, neighbors, if a man's oath must be his master.

Learn to write well, or not to write at all.