An ugly woman in a rich habit set out with jewels nothing can become.

Plots, true or false, are necessary things, To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.

Good Heaven, whose darling attribute we find is boundless grace, and mercy to mankind, abhors the cruel.

Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.

To breed up the son to common sense is evermore the parent's least expense.

Successful crimes alone are justified.

Thou strong seducer, Opportunity!