Speech is like cloth of Arras opened and put abroad, whereby the imagery doth appear in figure; whereas in thoughts they lie but as packs.

Apothegms are the most infallible mirror to represent a man truly what he is.

The most glorious exploits do not always furnish us with the clearest discoveries of virtue or vice in men.

Lamentation is the only musician that always, like a screech-owl, alights and sits on the roof of any angry man.

Good birth is a fine thing, but the merit is our ancestors.

Rather I fear on the contrary that while we banish painful thoughts we may banish memory as well.

Anger turns the mind out of doors and bolts the entrance.