Repentance for past crimes is just and easy; but sin-no-more's a task too hard for mortals
Love, like virtue, is its own reward.
Custom is the law of fools.
Virtue is its own reward. There's a pleasure in doing good which sufficiently pays itself.
Once a woman has given you her heart, you can never get rid of the rest of her.
We gentlemen, whose chariot's roll only upon the four aces, are apt to have a wheel out of order.