Tell me what company thou keepst, and I'll tell thee what thou art.
Every man is the son of his own works.
There's no sauce in the world like hunger.
Too much sanity may be madness. And maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be!
He who sings scares away his woes.
Absence, that common cure of love.
Good actions ennoble us, and we are the sons of our own deeds.
Good actions ennoble us, we are the sons of our own deeds.
No padlocks, bolts, or bars can secure a maiden better than her own reserve.
For a man to attain to an eminent degree in learning costs him time, watching, hunger, nakedness, dizziness in the head, weakness in the stomach, and other inconveniences.
One shouldn't talk of halters in the hanged man's house.
Fair and softly goes far.
The greatest foes, and whom we must chiefly combat, are within.
Mere flimflam stories, and nothing but shams and lies.
Be slow of tongue and quick of eye.
To be prepared is half the victory.
He who loses wealth loses much; he who loses a friend loses more; but he that loses his courage loses all.
Faint heart ne'er won fair lady.
Thou art a cat, and a rat, and a coward.
Well, there's a remedy for all things but death, which will be sure to lay us flat one time or other.
Diligence is the mother of good fortune.
By the street of by-and-by, one arrives at the house of never.
By the street of by-and-by, one arrives at the house of never.
Take care, your worship, those things over there are not giants but windmills.
For historians ought to be precise, truthful, and quite unprejudiced, and neither interest nor fear, hatred nor affection, should cause them to swerve from the path of truth, whose mother is history, the rival of time, the depository of great actions, the witness of what is past, the example and instruction of the present, the monitor of the future.