Let the misanthrope shun men and abjure; the most are rather lovable than hateful.
Well-timed silence hath more eloquence than speech.
Love looketh from the eye, and kindleth love by looking.
Not few nor light are the burdens of life; then load it not with heaviness of spirit.
Hatred is the atmosphere of hell.
Yet is beauty the pleasing trickery that cheateth half the world.