All art is but imitation of nature.

Many men provoke others to overreach them by excessive suspicion; their extraordinary distrust in some sort justifies the deceit.

Death is the wish of some, the relief of many, and the end of all.

Dead, we become the lumber of the world, And to that mass of matter shall be swept Where things destroyed with things unborn are kept.

It is the property of a great and good mind to covet, not the fruit of good deeds, but good deeds themselves, and to seek for a good man even after having met with bad men.

Persistent kindness conquers the ill-disposed.

Some cures are worse than the dangers they combat.