“Yet do not miss the moral, my good men. For Saint Paul says that all that’s written well Is written down some useful truth to tell. Then take the wheat and let the chaff lie still.”

Death is the end of every worldly pain.

Mercy surpasses justice.

All good things must come to an end.

That field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears.

Make a virtue of necessity.

Great peace is found in little busy-ness.

Time lost, as men may see, For nothing may recovered be.

The handsome gifts that fate and nature lend us Most often are the very ones that end us.

If were not foolish young, were foolish old.

One cannot scold or complain at every word. Learn to endure patiently, or else, as I live and breathe, you shall learn it whether you want or not.

A love grown old is not the love once new.

There’s never a new fashion but it’s old.

Truth is the highest thing that man may keep.

He loved chivalry, Truth and honor, freedom and courtesy.

Take a cat, nourish it well with milk and tender meat, make it a couch of silk.

One flesh they are; and one flesh, so I’d guess, Has but one heart, come grief or happiness.

To God everything is beautiful, good, and just; humans, however, think some things are unjust and others just.

We must keep our certainty that after the bad days the good times will come again.

I am one of those who think like Nobel, that humanity will draw more good than evil from new discoveries.

For better to come, good must stand aside.

There’s too many people telling you that you’re not good enough, but you are good enough.

It’s always good to marry your best friend.

Hide the good you do, and make known the good done to you.

The free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it – basically because you feel good, very good, when you are near or with them.