Every good servant does not all commands.
What fates impose, that men must needs abide; it boots not to resist both wind and tide.
By-and-by is easily said.
Till our King Henry had shook hands with Death.
All of Creation’s a farce. Man was born as a joke. In his head his reason is buffeted Like wind-blown smoke. Life is a game. Everyone ridicules everyone else. But he who has the last laugh Laughs longest.
The expedition of my violent love outrun the pauser, reason.