"For a crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."

"Friends are thieves of time."

"For the sense by itself is a thing infirm and erring."

"Old wood to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust, old authors to read."

"A great kingdom is not to be made good by the multitude of people, but by the greatness of them that are in it."