Blest are those Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled, That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please.

It is silliness to live when to live is torment.

What fates impose, that men must needs abide; it boots not to resist both wind and tide.

Every man has a bag hanging before him, in which he puts his neighbour's faults, and another behind him in which he stows his own.

I knew when seven justices could not take up a quarrel, but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an If, as, 'If you said so, then I said so;' and they shook hands and swore brothers. Your If is the only peacemaker; much virtue in If.

Love hath made thee a tame snake

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.