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.

The louder he talked of his honor, the faster we counted our spoons.

The louder he talked of his honor, the faster we counted our spoons.

Suspicion is far more to be wrong than right; more often unjust than just. It is no friend to virtue, read more

Suspicion is far more to be wrong than right; more often unjust than just. It is no friend to virtue, and always an enemy to happiness.

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.

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

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

Suspicion is not less an enemy to virtue than to happiness; he that is already corrupt is naturally suspicious, and read more

Suspicion is not less an enemy to virtue than to happiness; he that is already corrupt is naturally suspicious, and he that becomes suspicious will quickly become corrupt

Disagreeable suspicions are usually the fruits of a second
marriage.
[Lat., Les soupcons importuns
Sont d'un read more

Disagreeable suspicions are usually the fruits of a second
marriage.
[Lat., Les soupcons importuns
Sont d'un second hymen les fruits les plus communs.]

Suspicion follows close on mistrust.
[Ger., Argwohnen folgt auf Misstrauen.]

Suspicion follows close on mistrust.
[Ger., Argwohnen folgt auf Misstrauen.]

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.