Liking is not always the child of beauty; but whatsoever is liked, to the liker is beautiful.
They love indeed who quake to say they love.
A noble heart, like the sun, showeth its greatest countenance in its lowest estate.
A popular license is indeed the many-headed tyrant.
A brave captain is as a root, out of which, as branches, the courage of his soldiers doth spring.
I willingly confess that it likes me better when I find virtue in a fair lodging than when I am bound to seek it in an ill-favored creature.