Self-love is better than any gilding to make that seem gorgeous wherein ourselves be parties.

Reason! how many eyes hast thou to see evils, and how dim, nay, blind, thou art in preventing them.

Indeed, the Roman laws allowed no person to be carried to the wars but he that was in the soldiers roll.

Fearfulness, contrary to all other vices, maketh a man think the better of another, the worse of himself.

My true love hath my heart, and I have his

Sweet food of sweetly uttered knowledge.

Cupid makes it his sport to pull the warrior's plum.