The icy precepts of respect.
Make not your thoughts your prisons.
I'll be supposed upon a book, his face is the worst thing about him.
I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad and to travel for it too!
Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.
Free from gross passion or of mirth of anger constant spirit, not swerving with the blood, garnish'd and deck'd in modest compliment, not working with the eye without the ear, and but in purged judgement trusting neither? Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem.