To speak and to speak well are two things. A fool may talk, but a wise man speaks.
Who will not judge him worthy to be robbed That sets his doors wide open to a thief, And shows the felon where his treasure lies?
I have no urns, no dusty monuments;No broken images of ancestors,Wanting an ear, or nose; no forged talesOf long descents, to boast false honors from.
I perceive affection makes a fool Of any man too much the father.
Popular men, They must create strange monsters, and then quell them, To make their arts seem something.
He threatens many that hath injured one.
He that would have his virtue published, is not the servant of virtue, but glory.
Art hath an enemy call’d ignorance .
Court a mistress, she denies you; let her alone, she will court you.
Fortune, that favors fools.
When a virtuous man is raised, it brings gladness to his friends, grief to his enemies, and glory to his posterity.
How near to good is what is fair!
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