The way of fortune is like the milkyway in the sky; which is a number of small stars, not seen asunder, but giving light together: so it is a number of little and scarce discerned virtues, or rather faculties and customs, that make men fortunate.
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested.
Nothing is terrible except fear itself.
Anger makes dull men witty, but it keeps them poor.
Wise men make more opportunities than they find.
Friends are thieves of time.
