Opinion Is Something Wherein I

We See The Judges Look Like Lions, But We Do Not See Who Moves Them.

Fine Wits Destroy Themselves With Their Own Plots, In Meddling With Great Affairs Of State.

'tis Not The Eating, Nor 'tis Not The Drinking That Is To Be Blamed, But The Excess.

A Gallant Man Is Above Ill Words.

When Men Comfort Themselves With Philosophy, 'tis Not Because They Have Got Two Or Three Sentences, But Because They Have Digested Those Sentences, And Made Them Their Own: Philosophy Is Nothing But Discretion.