Excessive severity misses its own aim.

In love, anger is always false.

He who is bent on doing evil can never want occasion.

A frog would leap from a throne of gold into a puddle.

Confidence, like the soul, never returns whence it has once departed

At daybreak, when loath to rise, have this thought in thy mind: I am rising for a man's work.

There is more of fear than delight in a secret pleasure.