Ambition, the soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss, than gain which darkens him.

A woman is a dish for the gods, if the devil dress her not.

She speaks poniards, and every word stabs: if her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her; she would infect to the north star. I would not marry her, though she were endowed with all that Adam bad left him before he transgressed.

He who has injured thee was either stronger or weaker than thee. If weaker, spare him; if stronger, spare thyself.

There is no sure foundation set on blood, No certain life achieved by others' death.

I do I know not what, and fear to find Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind. Fate, show thy force. Ourselves we do not owe. What is decreed must be; and be this so.

Every offense is not a hate at first.