Marriage is a desperate thing.

There is no book on which we can rest in a dying moment but the Bible.

The Hall was the place where the great lord used to eat . . . He ate not in private, except in time of sickness . . . Nay, the king himself used to eat in the Hall, and his lords sat with him, and he understood men.

Ceremony keeps up things: 'tis like a penny glass to a rich spirit, or some excellent water; without it the water were spilt, and the spirit lost.

Philosophy is nothing but discretion.

We see the judges look like lions, but we do not see who moves them.

Marriage is a desperate thing.