Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, have yet some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltiness of time.
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The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief
If thou remember'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into,...
Friendship is constant in all other things, Save in the office and affairs of love.
Lack nothing: be merry.
Confusion now hath made his masterpiece!
Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could...
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor: suit the...
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off...
Now boast thee, death, in thy possession lies A lass unparalleled.
Age, I do abhor thee, youth, I do adore thee.
I am Misanthropos, and hate mankind
The attempt and not the deed confounds us.
They have been grand-jurymen since before Noah was a sailor
Misery acquaints a man with strange bed-fellows
Love is too young to know what conscience is.
Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for...
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie.
We pay too little attention to the reserve power of the people to take care...
What you make of your life is up to you. You have all the tools...