The present is an eternal now.
Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
I confess I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a little feast.
What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.
There is some help for all the defects of fortune; for, if a man cannot attain to the length of his wishes, he may have his remedy by cutting of them shorter.