And better had they ne'er been born, Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.

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

Methinks I will not die quite happy without having seen something of that Rome of which I have read so much.

Although too much of a soldier among sovereigns, no one could claim with better right to be a sovereign among soldiers.

We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.

He that climbs a ladder must begin at the first round.

O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive!