Love reigns a very tyrant in my heart.
Honest men are the soft easy cushions on which knaves repose and fatten.
Dame Fortune, like most others of the female sex, is generally most indulgent to the nimble-mettled blockheads.
Honesty needs no disguise nor ornament; be plain.
No praying, it spoils business.
Justice is lame as well as blind, amongst us.