Patience and shuffle the cards.
Sorrow was made for man, not for beasts; yet if men encourage melancholy too much, they become no better than beasts.
That which we are capable of feeling, we are capable of saying.
Ill-luck, you know, seldom comes alone.
Seek for good, but expect evil.
Now blessings light on him that first invented this same sleep. It covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak.