All is not well.
I doubt some foul play. Would the night were come!
Till then sit read more

All is not well.
I doubt some foul play. Would the night were come!
Till then sit still, my soul. Foul deeds will rise,
Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.

There is no rule more invariable than that we are paid for our suspicions by finding what we suspect.

There is no rule more invariable than that we are paid for our suspicions by finding what we suspect.

All seems infected that the infected spy,
As all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye.

All seems infected that the infected spy,
As all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye.

I have a strong suspicion . . . that much that passes for constant love is a golded- up moment read more

I have a strong suspicion . . . that much that passes for constant love is a golded- up moment walking in its sleep.

A woman of honor should not expect of others things she would not do herself.

A woman of honor should not expect of others things she would not do herself.

The less we know the more we suspect.

The less we know the more we suspect.

We are always paid for our suspicion by finding what we suspect.

We are always paid for our suspicion by finding what we suspect.

Pure love and suspicion cannot dwell together: at the door where the latter enters, the former makes its exit.

Pure love and suspicion cannot dwell together: at the door where the latter enters, the former makes its exit.

He that is already corrupt is naturally suspicious, and he that becomes suspicious will quickly become corrupt.

He that is already corrupt is naturally suspicious, and he that becomes suspicious will quickly become corrupt.