Only trust thyself, and another shall not betray thee.
My prison shall be my grave before I will budge a jot; for I owe my conscience to no mortal man.
If a civil word or two will render a man happy, he must be a wretch indeed who will not give them to him. Such a disposition is like lighting another man's candle by one's own, which loses none of its brilliancy by what the other gains.
False-dealing travels a short road, and surely detected.
Do good with what thou hast, or it will do thee no good.
Force may make hypocrites, but it can never make converts.