Nor has his death the world deceiv'd than his wondrous life surprise d; if he like a madman liv'd least he like a wise one dy'd.
The guts carry the feet, not the feet the guts.
Facts are the enemy of truth.
Valor lies just halfway between rashness and cowardice.
Thou art a cat, and a rat, and a coward.
Time ripens all things; no man is born wise.