The man who fights for his ideals is alive.

Where one door shuts another opens.

The virtuous woman must be treated like a relic - adored, but not handled; she should be guarded and prized, like a fine flower-garden, the beauty and fragrance of which the owner allows others to enjoy only at a distance, and through iron walls.

The woman who is resolved to be respected can make herself be so even amidst an army of soldiers.

For men may prove and use their friends, as the poet expresses it, usque ad aras, meaning that a friend should not be required to act contrary to the law of God.

There is a remedy for everything but death; who, in spite of our teeth, will take us in his clutches.

Take away the motive, and you take away the sin.