Most men admire Virtue who follow not her lore.
Who overcomes by force, hath overcome but half his foe.
Come knit hands, and beat the ground in a light fantastic round
Education of youth is not a bow for every man to shoot in that counts himself a teacher; but will require sinews almost equal to those which Homer gave to Ulysses.
I will not allow my daughters to learn foreign languages because one tongue is sufficient for a woman.
With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears.