There is no error which hath not some appearance of probability resembling truth, which, when men who study to be singular find out, straining reason, they then publish to the world matter of contention and jangling.
Give my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Fain would I climb, yet fear I to fall.
I can't write a book commensurate with Shakespeare, but I can write a book by me.
Death, which hateth and destroyeth a man, is believed; God, which hath made him and loves him, is always deferred.
The necessity of war, which among human actions is the most lawless, hath some kind of affinity with the necessity of law.
Romance is a love affair in other than domestic surroundings.
A professional man of letters, especially if he is much at war with unscrupulous enemies, is naturally jealous of his privacy; he will be silent on his more personal interests, or, if he must speak, will veil them under conventional forms.
In a letter to a friend the thought is often unimportant, and the feeling, if it be only a desire to entertain him, every thing.
Silence in love betrays more woe - Than words though ne'er so witty; A beggar that is dumb, you know, may challenge double pity.
Less pains in the world a man cannot take than to bold his tongue.
Whoso taketh in hand to govern a multitude, either by way of liberty or principality, and cannot assure himself of those persons that are enemies to that enterprise, doth frame a state of short perseverance.
Love likes not the falling fruit, Nor the withered tree.
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