Our two souls therefore, which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat. If they be two, they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two; Thy soul, the fixed foot, makes no show To move, but doth if th' other do. And though it in the center sit, Yet when the other far doth roam, It leans and hearkens after it, And grows erect, as that comes home. Suth wilt thou be to me, who must Like th' other foot, obliquely run; Thy firmness makes my circle just, And makes me end where I began.

Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.

Filled with her love, may I be rather grown Mad with much heart, than idiot with none.

If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee.

Of all the commentaries on the Scriptures, good examples are the best.

The rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.

Thy face is mine eye, and mine is thine.