The expedition of my violent love outrun the pauser, reason.
Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.
I have a bone to pick with Fate
There is a kind of character in thy life, That to the observer doth thy history, fully unfold.
'Tis one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.
Seek happy nights to happy days.W