My cousin's a fool, and thou art another.

I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary self, Pursued my humor not pursuing his, And gladly shunned who gladly fled from me.

I would challenge you to a battle of wits, but I see you are unarmed!

I am a foe to tyrants, and my country's friend.

It is certain that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is caught as men take diseases, one of another.

The brain may devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps o'er a cold decree.

No legacy is so rich as honesty.