Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections.

Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave deserves the fair.

Fame then was cheap, and the first comer sped; And they have kept it since by being dead.

Faith is to believe what you do not yet see: the reward for this faith is to see what you believe. Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.

When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.

Old as I am, for ladies' love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet.

If by the people you understand the multitude, the hoi polloi, 'tis no matter what they think; they are sometimes in the right, sometimes in the wrong; their judgment is a mere lottery.