Those griefs smart most which are seen to be of our own choice.
Kindness begets kindness evermore.
Not all things are to be discovered; many are better concealed.
Isn't it the sweetest mockery to mock our enemies?
There is no witness so terrible, no accuser so powerful as conscience which dwells within us.
The tyrant is a child of Pride Who drinks from his sickening cup Recklessness and vanity, Until from his high crest headlong He plummets to the dust of hope.