Sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye.

If there is a good will, there is great way.

Care is no cure, but rather corrosive, For things that are not to be remedied.

Well could he ride, and often men would say, "That horse his mettle from his rider takes: Proud of subjection, noble by the sway, What rounds, what bounds, what course, what stop he makes!" And controversy hence a question takes, Whether the horse by him became his deed, Or he his manage by the well-doing steed.

He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.

Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.

See first that the design is wise and just: that ascertained, pursue it resolutely; do not for one repulse forego the purpose that you resolved to effect.