By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.
Our jovial star reigned at his birth.
In sooth I know not why I am so sad. It wearies me, you say it wearies you; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn.
Beware the ides of March.
These flowers are like the pleasures of the world.
Security is the chief enemy of mortals.