Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache: do be my enemy for friendship's sake.

Gratitude is heaven itself.

Those who restrain their desires, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.

A dog starved at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state.

For I dance And drink and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength and breath And the want Of thought is death Then am I A happy fly If I live Or if I die

I am more famed in Heaven for my works than I could well conceive. In my brain are studies & chambers filled with books & pictures of old, which I wrote and painted in ages of Eternity before my mortal life; and whose works are the delight & study of Archangels. Why, then, should I be anxious about the riches or fame of mortality?

Heaven is in a grain of sand.