The empty vessel makes the loudest sound.

Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, more longing, wavering, sooner lost and won, than women's are.

And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear, millions of mischiefs.

Who is here so vile that will not love his country?

The very instant I saw you, did My heart fly to your service; there resides To make me slave to it. ...mine unworthiness, that dare not offer What I desire to give, and much less take What I shall die to want.

And all this day an unaccustomed spirit lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.

Obey thy parents, keep thy word justly; swear not; commit not with man's sworn spouse; set not thy sweet heart on proud array. * * * Keep thy foot out of brothels, thy pen from lenders' books.