Pleasure never comes sincere to man; but lent by heaven upon hard usury.
For my part, I can compare her (a gossip) to nothing but the sun; for, like him, she knows no rest, nor ever sets in one place but to rise in another.
For mysterious things of faith, rely on the proponent, Heaven's authority.
Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
He made all countries where he came his own.