There is nothing so subject to the inconstancy of fortune as war.

There is nothing costs less than civility.

Fair and softly goes far.

Translation from one language to another is like viewing a piece of tapestry on the wrong side where though the figures are distinguishable yet there are so many ends and threads that the beauty and exactness of the work is obscured.

In short, virtue cannot live where envy reigns, nor liberality subsist with niggardliness.

Tis the only comfort of the miserable to have partners in their woes.

One shouldn't talk of halters in the hanged man's house.