Like madness, is the glory of this life.
April ... hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
When once our grace we have forgot, Nothing goes right.
I knew when seven justices could not take up a quarrel, but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an If, as, 'If you said so, then I said so;' and they shook hands and swore brothers. Your If is the only peacemaker; much virtue in If.
No legacy is so rich as honesty.
Wisely weigh our sorrow with our comfort.