It takes great wit and interest and energy to be happy. The pursuit of happiness is a great activity. One must be open and alive. It is the greatest feat man has to accomplish.

Love is a circle that doth restless move in the same sweet eternity of love.

What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve: the sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.

Whatever comes, let's be content withal: Among God's blessings there is no one small.

Things are evermore sincere; / Candor here, and lustre there / Delighting.

Roses at first were white, Till thy co'd not agree, Whether my Sapho's breast, Or they more white sho'd be.

Men are suspicious; prone to discontent: Subjects still loathe the present Government.