Trust reposed in noble natures obliges them the more.

But how can finite grasp Infinity?

Discover the opinion of your enemies, which is commonly the truest; for they will give you no quarter, and allow nothing to complaisance.

Heaven be thanked, we live in such an age, When no man dies for love, but on the stage.

The elephant is never won by anger; nor must that man who would reclaim a lion take him by the teeth.

For those whom God to ruin has design'd, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.

Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.