When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.
You know, my friends, with what a brave carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house; favored old barren… (read more)
Myself when young did eagerly frequent doctor and saint, and heard great argument about it and about: but evermore came… (read more)
The moving finger writes, and having written moves on. Nor all thy piety nor all thy wit, can cancel half… (read more)
The thoughtful soul to solitude retires.
There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
A hair divides what is false and true.
A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou.