Look on beauty, and you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight.
Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins.
If thou dost seek to have what thou dost hide, By self-example mayst thou be denied.
But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool.
He that will have a cake out of the wheat must tarry the grinding.
Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour.