Pleasure is sweetest when 'tis paid for by another's pain.
Thy destiny is only that of man, but thy aspirations may be those of a god.
Ere land and sea and the all-covering sky Were made, in the whole world the countenance Of nature was the same, all one, well named Chaos, a raw and undivided mass, Naught but a lifeless bulk, with warring seeds Of ill-joined elements compressed together.
By looking at squinting people you learn to squint.
Nothing is swifter than our years.
It is ill to marry in the month of May.