For honesty coupled to beauty, is to have honey a sauce to sugar.
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done!
Preferred three hours quicker over one moment late.
And all this day an unaccustomed spirit lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.
To beguile the time, look like the time.
Have you not love enough to bear with me, when that rash humor which my mother gave me makes me forgetful.