On him does death lie heavily, who, but too well known to all, dies to himself unknown.
Nothing costs so much as what is bought by prayers.
Why does no one confess his sins? Because he is yet in them. It is for a man who has awoke from sleep to tell his dreams.
Our posterity will wonder about our ignorance of things so plain.
Virtue with some is nothing but successful temerity.
Let him who has granted a favour speak not of it; let him who has received one, proclaim it.