Tree at my window, window tree, My sash is lowered when night comes on; But let there never be curtain drawn Between you and me.

Only where love and need are one, And the work is play for mortal stakes Is the deed ever truly done For Heaven and the future's sakes

You have freedom when you're easy in your harness.

All great things are done for their own sake.

For, dear me, why abandon a belief, Merely because it ceases to be true, Cling to it long enough, and not a doubt, It will turn true again, for so it goes.

Good fences make good neighbors.

A jury consists of twelve persons chosen to decide who has the better lawyer.