Bad's the best of us.

Kiss till the cow comes home.

As high as Heaven, as deep as Hell.

You are no better than you should be.

Oh, love will make a dog howl in rhyme.

But what is past my help is past my care.

The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy.

Our lives are but our marches to the grave.

Those have most power to hurt us, that we love.

Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.

Grace comes often clad in the dusky robe of desolation.

Interest makes some people blind, and others quick-sighted.

The true way to gain much is never to desire to gain too much.

There is a method in man's wickedness; it grows up by degrees.

The true way to gain much, is never to desire to gain too much.

There's nothing that allays an angry mind So soon as a sweet beauty.

Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest.

It is more noble by silence to avoid an injury than by argument to overcome it.

It is a word that's quickly spoken, which being unrestrained, a heart is broken

Let no man fear to die, we love to sleep all, and death is but the sounder sleep.

As men do walk a mile, women should talk an hour, After supper. 'Tis their exercise.

Honor's a thing too subtle for wisdom; if honor lie in eating, he's right honorable.

Let us have a care not to disclose our hearts to those who shut up theirs against us.

Daisies smell-less, yet most quaint, And sweet thyme true, Primrose, first born child of Ver, Merry Spring-time's harbinger.

Envy, like the worm, never runs but to the fairest fruit; like a cunning bloodhound, it singles out the fattest deer in the flock.

Faith without works is like a bird without wings; though she may hop with her companions on earth, yet she will never fly with them to heaven.

Nose, nose, jolly red nose,And who gave thee that jolly red nose?Nutmegs and ginger, cinammon and cloves;And they gave me this jolly red nose.

Who doubting tyranny, and fainting under Fortune's false lottery, desperately run To death, for dread of death; that soul's most stout, That, bearing all mischance, dares last it out.

The true way to gain much, is never to desire to gain too much. He is not rich that possesses much, but he that covets no more; and he is not poor that enjoys little, but he that wants too much.

If men wound you with injuries, meet them with patience; hasty words rankle the wound, soft language dresses it, forgiveness cures it, and oblivion takes away the scar. It is more noble by silence to avoid an injury than by argument to overcome it.

My virginity, that from my childhood kept me company, is heavier than I can endure to bear. Forgive me, Cupid, for thou art god, and I a wretched creature: I have sinn'd; but be thou merciful, and grant that yet I may enjoy what thou wilt have me love!

All confidence which is not absolute and entire, is dangerous. There are few occasions but where a man ought either to say all, or conceal all; for, how little so ever you have revealed of your secret to a friend, you have already said too much if you think it not safe to make him privy to all particulars.

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