I love the man that is modestly valiant; that stirs not till he most needs, and then to purpose. A continued patience I commend not.
There is no one subsists by himself alone.
To be gentle is the test of a lady.
Take heed of a speedy professing friend; love is never lasting which flames before it burns.
How many would die did not hope sustain them.
The irresolute man flecks from one egg to another, so hatches nothing.