Foolishness is indeed the sister of wickedness.
How dreadful it is when the right judge judges wrong!
Sleep, thou patron of mankind, Great physician of the mind Who does nor pain nor sorrow know, Sweetest balm of every woe.
There is no happiness where there is no wisdom.
What house, bloated with luxury, ever became prosperous without a woman's excellence?
The stubbornest of wills Are soonest bended, as the hardest iron, O'er-heated in the fire to brittleness,Flies soonest into fragments, shivered through.