They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts.
...the poet, he nothing affirmeth, and therefore never lieth.
The journey of high honor lies not in smooth ways.
Take thou of me, sweet pillowes, sweetest bed; A chamber deafe of noise, and blind of light, A rosie garland and a weary hed.
Ring out your bells! Let mourning show be spread! For Love is dead.
It is manifest that all government of action is to be gotten by knowledge, and knowledge best, by gathering many knowledges, which is reading.