There is no rampart that will hold out against malice.
Once you have the cap and gown all you need do is open your mouth. Whatever nonsense you talk becomes wisdom and all the rubbish good sense.
Grammar, which knows how to control even kings.
If you suppress grief too much, it can well redouble.
All extremes does perfect reason flee, And wishes to be wise quite soberly.
We die only once, and for such a long time.