I have sometimes thought of the final cause of dogs having such short lives and I am quite satisfied it is in compassion to the human race; for if we suffer so much in losing a dog after an acquaintance of ten or twelve years, what would it be if they were to live double that time?

Certainly," quoth Athelstane, "women are the least to be trusted of all animals, monks and abbots excepted.

Hurry no man's cattle; you may come to own a donkey yourself

A glass of good wine is a gracious creature, and reconciles poor mortality to itself and that is what few things can do.

Never was flattery lost on a poet's ear; a simple race, they waste their toil for the vain tribute of a smile.

If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to rise, it is all over. Bolt up at once.

Marry in haste, repent at leisure.