The pen has shaken nations.
O Death, what are thou? nurse of dreamless slumbers freshening the fevered flesh to a wakefulness eternal.
It is well to lie fallow for a while.
Well-timed silence hath more eloquence than speech.
When thou choosest a wife, think not only of thyself, but of those God may give thee of her, that they reproach thee not for their being.
Error is a hardy plant; it flourishes in every soil.