Be cheerful; wipe thine eyes: Some falls are means the happier to arise

Assume a virtue if you have it not.

Tis now the very witching time of night, when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world.

Why, i' faith, methinks she's too low for a high praise, too brown for a fair praise and too little for a great praise: only this commendation I can afford her, that were she other than she is, she were unhandsome; and being no other but as she is, I do not like her. (Benedick, from Much Ado About Nothing)

Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor; for 'tis the mind that makes the body rich

Thou knowest, winter tames man, woman, and beast.

I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking.