It is a madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because in herself she is nothing, can rule nothing, but is ruled by prudence.
The conscience of a people is their power.
All objects lose by too familiar a view.
But Shakespeare's magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he.
Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
The fortitude of a Christian consists in patience, not in enterprises which the poets call heroic, and which are commonly the effects of interest, pride and worldly honor.