It is less dishonor to hear imperfectly than to speak imperfectly. The ears are excused; the understanding is not.
Ben JonsonCome, my Celia, let us prove, While we can, the sports of love, Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, our good will sever; Spend not then his gifts in vain: Suns that set may rise again; But if once we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night. Why should we defer our joys? Fame and rumour are but toys.
Ben JonsonTruth is man's proper good, and the only immortal thing was given to our mortality to use.
Ben Jonson