Good sense and good nature are never separated; and good nature is the product of right reason.
Ever a glutton, at another's cost, But in whose kitchen dwells perpetual frost.
Resolved to ruin or to rule the state.
Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
Fortune, that with malicious joyDoes man her slave oppress,Proud of her office to destroy,Is seldom pleasd to bless.
Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.