Good reasons must of force give place to better.
Men should be what they seem; Or those that be not, would they might seem none!.
Thou art the Mars of malcontents.
Care is no cure, but rather corrosive, For things that are not to be remedied.
The bird that hath been limed in a bush, with trembling wings misdoubteth every bush.
The miserable have no other medicine But only hope.