In all our quest of greatness, like wanton boys, whose pastime is their care, we follow after bubbles, blown in the air.
Eagles commonly fly alone. They are crows, daws, and starlings that flock together.
When a man's mind rides faster than his horse can gallop they quickly both tire.
Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust, like diamonds we are cut with our own dust.
Poor maids have more lovers than husbands.
The soul was never put in the body to stand still.