They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts.
High-erected thoughts seated in the heart of courtesy.
Solitude, the sly enemy that doth separate a man from well-doing.
There is a certain delicacy which in yielding conquers; and with a pitiful look makes one find cause to crave help one's self.
As well the soldier dieth who standeth still as he that gives the bravest onset.
Approved valor is made precious by natural courtesy.