She, though in full-blown flower of glorious beauty, Grows cold even in the summer of her age.

Pleasure never comes sincere to man; but lent by heaven upon hard usury.

So over violent, or over civil that every man with him was God or Devil.

But Shakespeare's magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he.

Riches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.

The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.

Reason to rule, mercy to forgive: The first is law, the last prerogative. Life is an adventure in forgiveness.