When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry.

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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid...

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid...

Some true love turned and not a false turned true.

Some true love turned and not a false turned true.

Knowing I loved my books, he furnished me, From mine own library with volumes that...

Knowing I loved my books, he furnished me, From mine own library with volumes that...

When beggars die there are no comets seen; The heavens themselves blaze forth the death...

When beggars die there are no comets seen; The heavens themselves blaze forth the death...

There is a history in all men's lives.

There is a history in all men's lives.

The valiant never taste of death but once.

The valiant never taste of death but once.

Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.

Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.

I speak of peace, while covert enmity under the smile of safety wounds the world.

I speak of peace, while covert enmity under the smile of safety wounds the world.

Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the...

Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the...

God's bodkin, man, much better: use every man after his desert, and who shall scape...

God's bodkin, man, much better: use every man after his desert, and who shall scape...

Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids...

Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids...

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.

There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest, For I did dream of money-bags to-night.

There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest, For I did dream of money-bags to-night.

To be, or not to be: that is the question.

To be, or not to be: that is the question.

Parting is such a sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.

Parting is such a sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.

One woman is fair, yet I am well; another is wise, yet I am well;...

One woman is fair, yet I am well; another is wise, yet I am well;...

Vini, Vici, Vidi (I came, I saw, I conquered). - Julius Caesar

Vini, Vici, Vidi (I came, I saw, I conquered). - Julius Caesar

Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

Queen Guenever, for whom I make here a little mention, that while she lived she...

Queen Guenever, for whom I make here a little mention, that while she lived she...

The chains of love are never binding as when the links are made of gold.

The chains of love are never binding as when the links are made of gold.