Age imprints more wrinkles in the mind than it does on the face.
Most pleasures embrace us but to strangle.
There is no passion so much transports the sincerity of judgment as doth anger
In plain truth, lying is an accursed vice. We are not men, nor have any other tie upon another, but by our word.
My reason is not framed to bend or stoop: my knees are.
A wise man never loses anything, if he has himself.