To fear the foe, since fear oppresseth strength, gives in your weakness strength unto your foe.
Th abuse of greatness is when it disjoins remorse from power.
Men have marble, women waxen, minds.
And when love speaks, the voice of all the gods makes Heaven drowsy with the harmony.
All that glitters is not gold.
Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling tears are vain.