For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; Lillies that fester smell far worse than weeds.

And ruin`d love when it is built anew, grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater

To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature.

I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more, is none

Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, for wise men say it is the wisest course.

Your worm is your only emperor for diet; we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots.

If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me.