Beneath the rule of men entirely great,<br> The pen is mightier than the sword.

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned,<br> Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.

We always like those who admire us; we do not always like those whom we admire.

We do not know what we want and yet we are responsible for what we are - that is the fact.

The only paradise is paradise lost.

If there were in the world today any large number of people who desired their own happiness more than they desired the unhappiness of others, we could have paradise in a few years.

But love is blind and lovers cannot see<br> The pretty follies that themselves commit;<br> For if they could, Cupid himself would blush <br> To see me thus transformed to a boy.

For ten years Caesar ruled with an iron hand. Then with a wooden foot, and finally with a piece of string.

Everybody likes a kidder, but nobody lends him money.