Some falls the means are happier to rise.

These earthly godfathers of Heaven's lights, that give a name to every fixed star, have no more profit of their shining nights than those that walk and know not what they are.

I can see he's not in your good books,' said the messenger. 'No, and if he were I would burn my library.

The third day comes a frost, a killing frost.

To whom God will, there be the victory.

World, world, O world! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee/ Life would not yield to age.

Crabbed age and youth cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care.