Wine, not too much, inspires and make the mind,to the soft joys of Venus strong inclined,which, buried in excess, unapt to love,stupidly lies and knows not hom to move
It's a kindness that the mind can go where it wishes.
It is but a small merit to observe silence, but it is a grave fault to speak of matters on which we should be silent.
Either attempt it not, or succeed.
Jupiter has no leisure to attend to little things.
Let me tell you I am better acquainted with you for a long absence, as men are with themselves for a long affliction: absence does but hold off a friend, to make one see him the truer.