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.

Without your knowledge, the eyes and ears of many will see and
watch you, as they have done already.
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Without your knowledge, the eyes and ears of many will see and
watch you, as they have done already.
[Lat., Multorum te etiam oculi et aures non sentientem, sicuti
adhuc fecerunt, speculabuntur atque custodient.]

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.

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.

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.

Julius Caesar divorced his wife Pompeia, but declared at the
trial that he knew nothing of what was alleged read more

Julius Caesar divorced his wife Pompeia, but declared at the
trial that he knew nothing of what was alleged against her and
Clodius. When asked why, in that case, he had divorced her, he
replied: "Because I would have the chastity of my wife clear
even of suspicion."

The wolf dreads the pitfall, the hawk suspects the snare, and the
kite the covered hook.
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The wolf dreads the pitfall, the hawk suspects the snare, and the
kite the covered hook.
[Lat., Cautus enim metuit foveam lupus, accipiterque
Suspectos laqueos, et opertum milvius hamum.]

Would he were fatter! But I fear him not.
Yet if my name were liable to fear,
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Would he were fatter! But I fear him not.
Yet if my name were liable to fear,
I do not know the man I should avoid
So soon as that spare Cassius.

The losing side is full of suspicion.
[Lat., Ad tristem partem strenua est suspicio.]

The losing side is full of suspicion.
[Lat., Ad tristem partem strenua est suspicio.]