For mysterious things of faith, rely on the proponent, Heaven's authority.

Virtue without success is a fair picture shown by an ill light; but lucky men are favorites of heaven; all own the chief, when fortune owns the cause.

To so perverse a sex all grace is vain.

Truth is the object of our understanding, as good is of our will; and the understanding can no more be delighted with a lie than the will can choose an apparent evil.

Love is not in our choice but in our fate.

Prodigious actions may as well be done, by weaver's issue, as the prince's son.

Let cheerfulness on happy fortune wait.