He that would govern others, first should be the master of himself.
A willing mind makes a hard journey easy.
What pity 'tis, one that can speak so well, Should in his actions be so ill!
Such as ne'er saw swans May think crows beautiful.
Tis the only discipline we are born for; all studies else are but as circular lines, and death the center where they all must meet.
To doubt is worse than to have lost; And to despair is but to antedate those miseries that must fall on us.