All objects lose by too familiar a view.
They that possess the prince possess the laws.
By education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred. The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.
A knock-down argument; ’tis but a word and a blow.
The first is the law, the last prerogative.
What passions cannot music raise or quell?
Repentance is but want of power to sin.
All heiresses are beautiful.
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
To die is landing on some distant shore.
Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
God never made His work for man to mend.
Look around the inhabited world; how few know their own good, or knowing it, pursue.
Shame on the body for breaking down while the spirit perseveres.
All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.