He is not valiant that dares lie; but he that boldly bears calamity.
My dancing days are past.
He that would govern others, first should be the master of himself.
Petitions, not sweetened with gold, are but unsavory and oft refused; or, if received, are pocketed, not read.
He that knows no guilt can know no fear.
He that doth public good for multitudes, finds few are truly grateful