It is to be all made of fantasy, All made of passion and all made of wishes, All adoration, duty, and observance, All humbleness, all patience and impatience, All purity, all trial, all observance

Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked; and either may be wrong.

We all are men, in our own natures frail, and capable of our flesh; few are angels.

So well thy words become thee as thy wounds.

He that is thy friend indeed, he will help you in your need.

Woe to that land that's governed by a child.

Every man has business and desire, Such as it is.