Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.
Foul cankering rust the hidden treasure frets, but gold that's put to use more gold begets.
'Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.
Men must learn now with pity to dispense; For policy sits above conscience.
Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.
Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze. I will not budge for no man's pleasure.