Marriage can be compared to a cage: birds outside it despair to enter, and birds within, to escape.

The souls of emperors and cobblers are cast in the same mold...The same reason that makes us wrangle with a neighbor creates a war betwixt princes.

For table-talk, I prefer the pleasant and witty before the learned and the grave; in bed, beauty before goodness.

I do not understand; I pause; I examine.

Vice leaves repentance in the soul, like an ulcer in the flesh, which is always scratching and lacerating itself; for reason effaces all other griefs and sorrows, but it begets that of repentance.

We do not correct the man we hang; we correct others by him.

Aesop, that great man, saw his master making water as he walked. "What!" he said, "Must we void ourselves as we run?" Use our timeas best we may, yet a great part of it will still be idly and ill spent.