Travelers must be content.

All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.

Who seeks, and will not take, when once 'tis offer'd, Shall never find it more.

Men should be what they seem; Or those that be not, would they might seem none!.

He reads much; He is a great observer and he looks Quite through the deeds of men: he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music; Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spirit That could be moved to smile at any thing. Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, And therefore are they very dangerous.

Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do.

Cease to lament for that thou canst not help; and study help for that which thou lamentest.