Woman, the more careful she is about her face, the more careless about her house.
Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace Robes loosely flowing, hair as free Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of art: They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
The poet is the nearest borderer upon the orator.
No glass renders a man's form or likeness so true as his speech.
... the best pilots have need of mariners, besides sails, anchor and other tackle.
Hell itself must yield to industry.