Out upon it, I have loved Three whole days together; And am like to love three more, If it prove fair weather.
Beauties that from worth arise are like the grace of deities.
Opportunity, to statesmen, is as the just degree of heat to chemists; it perfects all the work.
'Tis expectation makes a blessing dear.
Joy never feasts so high as when the first course is of misery.
Success is a rare paint, hides all the ugliness.