There is no courage but in innocence; no constancy but in an honest cause.

The reconciling grave swallows distinction first, that made us foes; there all lie down in peace together.

Pity is akin to love.

An oath is a recognizance to heaven, binding us over in the courts above to plead to the indictment of our crimes.

Words may be counterfeit, false coined, and current only from the tongue, without the mind; but passion is in the soul, and always speaks the heart.

Lying's a certain mark of cowardice.

There is no courage but in innocence; no constancy but in an honest cause.