Eagles commonly fly alone. They are crows, daws, and starlings that flock together.
That realm is never long in quiet, where the ruler is a soldier.
Heaven fashioned us of nothing; and we strive to bring ourselves to nothing.
How tedious is a guilty conscience!
Vain the ambition of kings Who seek by trophies and dead things To leave a living name behind, And weave but nets to catch the wind.
For the subtlest folly proceeds from the subtlest wisdom.