Honor is but an empty bubble.
Few know the use of life before 'tis past.
The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.
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.
The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master