Washington isn't a city, it's an abstraction.

You shall above all things be glad and young.

for whenever men are right they are not young

Beauty has as many meanings as man has moods.

It is hardly respectable to be good nowadays.

Another little drink wouldn't do us any harm.

To offend is my pleasure; I love to be hated.

With patience everything comes in due season.

Ah, take the Cash in hand and waive the Rest.

We must do the best we can with what we have.

Too low they build who build below the skies.

Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile.

Groan under gold, yet weep for want of bread.

They only babble who practise not reflection.

All men think all men mortal, but themselves.

In reality opposites are one; art shows this.

He lives most life whoever breathes most air.

It is better to be the hammer than the anvil.

My own curiosity and interest are insatiable.

Scratch a Jew and you'll find a Wailing Wall.

Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!

Could it think, the heart would stop beating.

Writing is like paying myself a formal visit.

Contradiction is the essence of the universe.

The grave is sooner cloy'd than men's desire.

Let grace conduct thee to the paths of peace.

We were two and had but one heart between us.

What is the short meaning of the long speech?

Our bodies are apt to be our autobiographies.

Truth is the highest thing that man may keep.

The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne.

Trouthe is the hyest thyng that man may kepe.

Harde is his heart that loveth nought In May.

That field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears.

Eke wonder last but nine deies never in toun.

Learning is better worth than houses or land.

Life is half spent before we know what it is.

Skill and confidence are an unconquered army.

Only the wearer knows where the shoe pinches.

Would you know what money is, go borrow some.

A wise man cares not for what he cannot have.

He who has the pepper may season as he lists.

He that takes not up a pin, slights his wife.

God oft hath a great share in a little house.

The tongue walkes where the teeth speede not.

If yee would know a knave, give him a staffe.

A litle wind kindles; much puts out the fire.

Cruelty is more cruell, if we defer the pain.

He is a foole that makes a wedge of his fist.

He that serves well needes not ask his wages.

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