Now blessings light on him that first invented this same sleep. It covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak.

Miracle me no miracles.

Love and war are the same thing, and stratagems and policy are as allowable in the one as in the other.

There is a time for some things, and a time for all things; a time for great things, and a time for small things.

Nor has his death the world deceiv'd than his wondrous life surprise d; if he like a madman liv'd least he like a wise one dy'd.

Make yourself honey and the flies will devour you.

An honest man's word is as good as his bond.