Men live by intervals of reason under the sovereignty of humor and passion.
Should your riches increase, let your mind keep pace with them.
Sleep is death's younger brother, and so like him, that I never dare trust him without my prayers.
I had rather stand the shock of a basilisk than the fury of a merciless pen.
Praise is a debt we owe unto the virtue of others, and due unto our own from all whom malice hath not made mutes, or envy struck dumb.
I am the happiest man alive. I have that in me that can convert poverty to riches, adversity to prosperity, and I am more invulnerable than Archilles; Fortune hath not one place to hit me.