Too much sanity may be madness

Poetry, good sir, in my opinion, is like a tender virgin, very young, and extremely beautiful, whom divers others virgins - namely, all the other sciences - make it their business to enrich, polish and adorn; and to her it belongs to make use of them

Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame it wounds one, another it kills like lightning it begins and ends in the same moment: it makes

Love not what you are, but what you may become

I do not say a proverb is amiss when aptly and reasonably applied, but to be forever discharging them, right or wrong, hit or miss, renders conversation insipid and vulgar

To be prepared is half the victory

And the first thing I would do in my government, I would have nobody to control me, I would be absolute and who but I now, he that is absolute, can do what he likes he that can do what he likes, can take his pleasure he that can take his pleasure

Never stand begging for what you have the power to earn

Patience and shuffle the cards

Liberty, as well as honor, man ought to preserve at the hazard of his life, for without it life is insupportable