An inch in a man's nose is much. |
Anger begins with folly, and ends with repentance. |
Boldness is business is the first, second, and third thing. |
Courage ought to have eyes as well as arms. |
Every dog is a lion at home. |
Few there are that will endure a true friend. |
Friends are like fiddle strings; they must not be screwed too tight. |
He preacheth patience that never knew pain |
He that ceaseth to be a friend never was a good one. |
He that ceaseth to be a friend never was a good one. |
He who knows himself best esteems himself least |
Violence in the voice is often only the death rattle of reason in the throat. |