I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Ornament is but the guiled shore to a most dangerous sea.
One good deed dying tongueless Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages.
For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know.
Beauty lives with kindness.
Those that are good manners at the court are as ridiculous in the country, as the behavior of the country is most mockable at the court.