Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.

A lively faith will bear aloft the mind, and leave the luggage of good works behind.

But dying is a pleasure / When living is a pain.

We must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.

For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.

Shakespeare was naturally learned; he needed not the spectacles of the books to read nature; he looked inward, and found her there.

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