Be still prepared for death: and death or life shall thereby be the sweeter.

Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.

Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie? I will name you the degrees. The first, the Retort Courteous; the second, the Quip Modest; the third, the Reply Churlish; the fourth, the Reproof Valiant; the fifth; the Countercheck Quarrelsome; the sixth, the Lie with Circumstance; the seventh, the Lie Direct. All these you may avoid but the Lie Direct; and you may avoid that too, with an If. . . . Your If is the only peace-maker; much virtue in If.

Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends.

Oft expectation fails, and most oft where most it promises; and oft it hits where hope is coldest; and despair most sits.

Be not too tame neither, but let your own Discretion be your tutor; suit the action to the word, the word to the action.