Fear, if it be not immoderate, puts a guard about us that does watch and defend us; but credulity keeps us naked, and lays us open to all the sly assaults of ill-intending men: it was a virtue when man was in his innocence; but since his fall, it abuses those that own it.

Men are like wine,--not good before the lees of clownishness be settled.

We pick our own sorrows out of the joys of other men, and from their sorrows likewise we derive our joys.

For converse among men, beautiful persons have less need of the mind's commending qualities. Beauty in itself is such a silent orator, that it is ever pleading for respect and liking, and by the eyes of others is ever sending, to their hearts for love.

He who would be singular in his apparel had need have something superlative to balance that affectation.

The irresolute man flecks from one egg to another, so hatches nothing.

How many would die did not hope sustain them.