He that is thy friend indeed, He will help thee in thy need: If thou sorrow, he will weep; If thou wake, he cannot sleep: Thus of every grief in heart He with thee does bear a part. These are certain signs to know Faithful friend from flattering foe.

The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow We are such stuff as dreams are made of.

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall with our English dead.

Thus may poor fools Belive false teachers.

I'll have no husband, if you be not he.

Drown thyself? Drown cats and blind puppies.

Death makes no conquest of this conqueror: For now he lives in fame, though not in life.