Old sciences are unraveled like old stockings, by beginning at the foot.

'T is an old maxim in the schools, That flattery 's the food of fools; Yet now and then your men of wit Will condescend to take a bit.

War: that mad game the world so loves to play.

It is not so much the being exempt from faults as the having overcome them that is an advantage to us; it being with the follies of the mind as with weeds of a field, which if destroyed and consumed upon the place where they grow, enrich and improve it more than if none had ever sprung there.

I'm as old as my tongue and a little older than my teeth.

111 company is like a dog, who dirts those most whom he loves best.

Though fear should lend him pinions like the wind, yet swifter fate will seize him from behind.