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

Errors like straws upon the surface flow, Who would search for pearls to be grateful for often must dive below.

None are so busy as the fool and the knave.

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

Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.

Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.

Fowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands.