A good action is never lost; it is a treasure laid up and guarded for the doer's need.

And yet, and yet, in these our ghostly lives, Half night, half day, half sleeping, half awake, How if our waking life, like that of sleep, Be all a dream in that eternal life To which we wake not till we sleep in death

Speak no evil of women; I tell thee the meanest of them deserves respect; for of women do we not all come?

Great events have sent before them their announcements.

No virtue can be real that has not been tried. The gold in the crucible alone is perfect; the loadstone tests the steel, and the diamond is tried by the diamond, while metals gleam the brighter in the furnace.

Tis not where we lie but whence we fell; the loss of Heaven's the greatest pain in Hell.

The dower of great beauty has always been misfortune, since happiness and beauty do not agree together.