One wise man's verdict outweighs all the fools'.

And I have written three books on the soul, Proving absurd all written hitherto, And putting us to ignorance again.

If all the world is a stage and life is just a play upon it, get me two seats in the stalls.

In God's good time, Which does not always fall on Saturday When the world looks for wages.

God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinquency.

Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.

You never know what life means till you die; even throughout life, tis death that makes life live.