Poor heretics there be,Which think to establish dangerous constancy,But I have told them, ‘Since you will be true,You shall be true to them, who are false to you.

For love all love of other sights controls and makes one little room an everywhere

Who are a little wise the best fools be.

Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.

'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's.

And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night.

Who knows his virtues name or place, hath none.