Some are unwisely liberal, and more delight to give presents than to pay debts.
Hope itself is a pain, while it is overmatched by fear.
Fear is far more painful to cowardice than death to true courage.
High honor is not only gotten and born by pain and danger, but must be nursed by the like, else it vanisheth as soon as it appears to the world.
A dull head thinks of no better way to show himself wise, than by suspecting everything in his way.
It is a lively spark of nobleness to descend in most favour to one when he is lowest in affliction