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 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.

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

Quoth Sidrophel, If you suppose,
Sir Knight, that I am one of those,
I might suspect, and read more

Quoth Sidrophel, If you suppose,
Sir Knight, that I am one of those,
I might suspect, and take th' alarm,
You bus'ness is but to inform;
But if it be, 'tis ne'er the near,
You have a wrong sow by the ear.

As to Caesar, when he was called upon, he gave no testimony
against Clodius, nor did he affirm that read more

As to Caesar, when he was called upon, he gave no testimony
against Clodius, nor did he affirm that he was certain of any
injury done to his bed. He only said, "He had divorced Pompeia
because the wife of Caesar ought not only to be clear of such a
crime, but of the very suspicion of it."

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.

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.

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.

Suspicion is the companion of mean souls, and the bane of all good society.

Suspicion is the companion of mean souls, and the bane of all good society.