Tis immortality to die aspiring, As if a man were taken quick to heaven.

Love is Natures second sun.

Man is a torch borne in the wind; a dream But of a shadow, summed with all his substance.

As night the life-inclining stars best shows, So lives obscure the starriest souls disclose.

The best way to accomplish something is to just do it, and then find the courage afterward.

Fate's such a shrewish thing.

Promise is most given when the least is said.