No legacy is so rich as honesty.

Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.

For we, which now behold these present days, Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.

This sanguine coward, this bed-presser, this horseback-breaker, this huge hill of flesh!

thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp sauce.

Conscience is a blushing, shamefaced spirit than mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of obstacles.

Love that we cannot have is the one that lasts the longest,hurts the deepest,but feels the strongest