Happiness is a sunbeam, which may pass though a thousand bosoms without losing a particle of its original ray.
Who will ever give counsel, if the counsel be judged by the event, and if it be not found wise, shall therefore be thought wicked?
My true love hath my heart, and I have his
If you neglect your work, you will dislike it; if you do it well, you will enjoy it
It is cruelty in war that buyeth conquest.
Music, I say, the most divine striker of the senses.