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O what a heaven is love! O what a hell!
– Thomas Dekker
We are ne’er like angels till our passion dies.
Were there no women, men might live like gods.
Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, Smiles awake you when you rise.
Arguments, like children, should be like the subject that begets them.
Age is like love, it cannot be hid.
The calmest husbands make the stormiest wives.
Surely man was not created to be an idle fellow; he was not set in this universal orchard to stand still as a tree.
This world, after all our science and sciences, is still a miracle; wonderful, inscrutable, magical and more, to whosoever will think of it.
Honest labor bears a lovely face.
This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a threadbare saint in wisdom’s school.
Sleep is that golden chain that ties health and our bodies together.
A mask of gold hides all deformities.
This principle is old, but true as fate, Kings may love treason, but the traitor hate.
Cast away care, he that loves sorrow Lengthens not a day, nor can buy tomorrow; Money is trash, and he that will spend it, Let him drink merrily, fortune will send it.