Dripping water hollows out stone, not through force but through persistence.

The love of glory gives an immense stimulus.

Women's words are as light as the doomed leaves whirling in autumn, Easily swept by the wind, easily drowned by the wave.

Misfortunes often sharpen the genius.

Nowadays nothing but money counts: a fortune brings honors, friendships, the poor man everywhere lies low.

To dismiss a guest is a more ungracious act than not to admit him at all.

A red rose peeping through a white? Or else a cherry (double graced) Within a lily? Centre placed? Or ever marked the pretty beam, A strawberry shows, half drowned in cream? Or seen rich rubies blushing through A pure smooth pearl, and orient too? So like to this, nay all the rest, Is each neat niplet of her breast.