With poverty everything becomes frightful.

Perceptibility is a kind of attentiveness.

If God be my friend, I cannot be wretched.

You can learn from anyone even your enemy.

A gift in time of need is most acceptable.

There is no excellency without difficulty.

Tis you, alone, can save, or give my doom.

What is reason now was passion heretofore.

Let love steal in disguised as friendship.

It is annoying to be honest to no purpose.

There will grow from straws a mighty heap.

Dear to girls' hearts is their own beauty.

The jealous keys of truth's eternal doors.

That sweet sleep which medicines all pain.

If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

Reality is always the foe of famous names.

How fortune brings to earth the over-sure!

Where imperfection ceaseth, heaven begins.

None but the brave and beautiful can love.

If all were rich, gold would be penniless.

Hell is the wrath of God--His hate of sin.

Love spends his all, and still hath store.

Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from Hell.

Nothing, like something, happens anywhere.

My true love hath my heart, and I have his

It is cruelty in war that buyeth conquest.

Even wisdom has to yield to self-interest.

Never change when love has found its home.

Afflicted by love's madness all are blind.

Fear created gods; audacity created kings.

Truly to sing, that is a different breath.

Everything is gestation and then birthing.

Modesty is the delicate form of hypocrisy.

I've met little meanness, wherever I went.

Until Eve arrived, this was a man's world.

'Tis always morning somewhere in the world

My exit is the result of too many entrees.

I write short stories, and I wrote a play.

Of what I call God, And fools call Nature.

The past is gained, secure, and on record.

Other heights in other lives, God willing.

Liberty's in every blow! Let us do or die.

To make three guineas do the work of five.

Nothing can make injustice just but mercy.

The sidelong glance is what you depend on.

The snake stood up for evil in the Garden.

Happy is the bride that the sun shines on.

O thou, the drink of gods and angels! Wine

The Lord survives the rainbow of His will.

By writing much, one learns to write well.

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