Every harlot was a virgin once.

Wisdom is sold in a desolate marketplace where none can come to buy.

A good local pub has much in common with a church, except that a pub is warmer, and there's more conversation.

The busy bee has no time for sorrow.

I give you the end of a golden string, Only wind it into a ball, It will lead you in at Heaven's gate Built in Jerusalem's wall.

And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen?

Without minute neatness of execution, the sublime cannot exist! Grandeur of ideas is founded on precision of ideas.