He is indebted to his memory for his jests and to his imagination for his facts.
Those that vow the most are the least sincere.
The surest way to fail is not to determine to succeed.
My valor is certainly going, it is sneaking off! I feel it oozing out as it were, at the palms of my hands!
Do thou snatch treasures from my lips, and I'll take kingdoms back from thine.
To smile at the jest which plants a thorn in another's breast is to become a principal in the mischief.