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If anyone wants to know what elephants are like, they are like people only more so.
Poets are sultans, if they had their will; For every author would his brother kill.
Yes, the idiot is indeed the good man, but only because he doesn't know any better.
Destiny waits alike for the free man as well as for him enslaved by another's might.
He that knew all that learning ever writ, Knew only this - that he knew nothing yet.
How could I go on my travels without that sweet soul waiting at home for my letters?
You stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted death and hell.
You just don't know writers. They'll use anything, anybody. They'll eat their young.
Happiness grows at our own firesides, and is not to be picked in strangers' gardens.
As men do walk a mile, women should talk an hour, After supper. 'Tis their exercise.
Honor's a thing too subtle for wisdom; if honor lie in eating, he's right honorable.
Perfect happiness, by princes sought, Is not with birth born, nor exchequers bought.
He is at no end of his actions blestWhose ends will make him greatest, and not best.
A genius knows how to make himself easily understood without being obvious about it.
By dying I wanted to maintain my honor, and hide a flame so black from the daylight!
Oh, yes, thy sins Do run before thee to fetch fire from hell, To light thee thither.
Ah, I am thinking people put more in their prayers than was ever put in them by God.
One grain of incense with devotion offer'd 'S beyond all perfumes of Sabaean spices.
A true king is neither husband nor father; he considers his throne and nothing else.
True, I am young, but for souls nobly born valor doesn't await the passing of years.
History furnishes to politics all the arguments that it needs, for the chosen cause.
The only consolation I can find in your immediate presence is your ultimate absence.
Hunger, revenge, to sleep are petty foes, But only death the jealous eyes can close.
I weigh the man, not his title; 'tis not the king's stamp can make the metal better.
I have been schooled by my own suffering: I've learned the many ways of being purged.
O soul, be changed into little waterdrops, / And fall into the ocean, ne'er be found!
Time doth run with calm and silent foot, Shortening my days and thread of vital life.
Earth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest.
Let us have a care not to disclose our hearts to those who shut up theirs against us.
For one heat, all know, doth drive out another, One passion doth expel another still.
He who is jealous, is never jealous of what you see, with what is imagined is enough.
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes.
I am a man, and nothing that concerns a man do I deem a matter of indifference to me.
Many a time a man cannot be such as he would be, if circumstances do not admit of it.
Let guilty men remember, their black deeds Do lean on crutches made of slender reeds.
The misery of us, that are born great, We are forced to woo because none dare woo us.
Generosity is the accompaniment of high birth; pity and gratitude are its attendants.
Let not one look of Fortune cast you down; she were not Fortune if she did not frown.
Isn't all religions curious? If they weren't you wouldn't get anyone to believe them.
I’m not afraid of the darkness outside. It’s the darkness inside houses I don’t like.
Why don't you learn from my mistakes? It takes half your life to learn from your own.
I always voted at my party's call, and I never thought of thinking for myself at all.
A man's ethnic identity has more to do with a personal awareness than with geography.
What a people talk about means something. What they don't talk about means something.
Every man is correct in asking God why he is stuck with himself, and his rotten luck.
Ceremony and great professing renders friendship as much suspect as it does religion.
There's only few people who have strength to honor someone's achievement without envy.
For it would be better to die once and for all than to suffer pain for all one's life.
Lustre of man walking proud beneath the sky diminishes to nothing and goes unregarded.
Who is't that to woman's beauty would submit, And yet refuse the fetters of their wit?