I Do Not Deny That What Happened

For Historians Ought To Be Precise, Truthful, And Quite Unprejudiced, And Neither Interest Nor Fear, Hatred Nor Affection, Should Cause Them To Swerve From The Path Of Truth, Whose Mother Is History, The Rival Of Time, The Depository Of Great Actions, The Witness Of What Is Past, The Example And Instruction Of The Present, The Monitor Of The Future.

When A Man Says, "get Out Of My House! What Would You Have With My Wife?" There Is No Answer To Be Made.

Nor Has His Death The World Deceiv'd Than His Wondrous Life Surprise D; If He Like A Madman Liv'd Least He Like A Wise One Dy'd.

I Have Always Heard, Sancho, That Doing Good To Base Fellows Is Like Throwing Water Into The Sea.

Delay Always Breeds Danger; And To Protract A Great Design Is Often To Ruin It.