Bets at first were fool-traps, where the wise like spiders lay in ambush for the flies.

Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

All delays are dangerous in war.

Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.

The good we have enjoyed from Heaven's free will, and shall we murmur to endure the ill?

They say everything in the world is good for something.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.