The proof is in the pudding.
There is no remembrance which time does not obliterate, nor pain which death does not terminate.
You are a king by your own fireside, as much as any monarch in his throne.
Folly is wont to have more followers and comrades than discretion.
He that gives quickly gives twice.
The poet may say or sing, not as things were, but as they ought to have been; but the historian must pen them, not as they ought to have been, but as they really were.