Cupid makes it his sport to pull the warrior's plum.

The day seems long, but night is odious; no sleep, but dreams; no dreams but visions strange.

The highest point outward things can bring unto, is the contentment of the mind; with which no estate can be poor, without which all estates will be miserable.

It is against womanhood to be forward in their own wishes.

**Did you realize how much a kiss says, Philip???** Oh My Angel I doooo....A KISS is the beginning of, middle to, and end of most things I love about life.

For the uttering sweetly and properly the conceit of the mind, English hath it equally with any other tongue in the world.

In the truly great, virtue governs with the sceptre of knowledge.