Hope itself is a pain, while it is overmatched by fear.

Lovely sweetness is the noblest power of woman, and is far fitter to prevail by parley than by battle.

For the uttering sweetly and properly the conceit of the mind, English hath it equally with any other tongue in the world.

It is cruelty in war that buyeth conquest.

Anger, the Stoics said, was a short madness.

Our poor eyes were so enriched as to behold, and our low hearts so exalted as to love, a maid who is such, that as the greatest thing the world can show is her beauty, so the least thing that may be praised in her is her beauty.

Doing good is the only certainly happy action of a man's life.