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.

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

To know and feel all this and not have the words to express it makes a human a grave of his own thoughts.

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.

Women are like the arts, forced unto none, Open to all searchers, unprized, if unknown.

All Kings, and all their favorites, All glory of honors, beauties, wits, The sun itself, which makes times, as they pass, Is elder by a year, now, than it was When thou and I first one another saw: All other things, to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay; This, no tomorrow hash, nor yesterday, Running, it never runs from us away, But truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day.