Be free all worthy spirits, and stretch yourselves, for greatness and for height.
Fortune, the great commandress of the world, Hath divers ways to advance her followers: To some she gives honor without deserving; To other some, deserving without honor; Some wit, some wealth,--and some, wit without wealth; Some wealth without wit; some nor wit nor wealth.
We inherit nothing truly, but what our actions make us worthy of.
Love is Natures second sun.
There is a nick in Fortune's restless wheel For each man's good.
Virtue is not malicious; wrong done her Is righted even when men grant they err.