Even victors are by victories undone.
Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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.
The conscience of a people is their power.
Rhyme is the rock on which thou art to wreck.
Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!