My love though silly is more brave.

There is nothing that God hath established in a constant course of nature, and which therefore is done every day, but would seem a Miracle, and exercise our admiration, if it were done but once.

At the round earth's imagined corners, blow your trumpets, angels.

Good is not good, unless A thousand it possess, But doth waste with greediness.

From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more, must flow, And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.

To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.

Chastity is not chastity in an old man, but a disability to be unchaste.