Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.

All the stream that's roaring by Came out of a needle's eye.

Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.

Maidens hearts are always soft: Would that men's were truer!

There is a pleasure in poetic pains / Which only poets know.

Since knowledge is but sorrow's spy, It is not safe to know.

Out of this nettle - danger - we pluck this flower - safety.

My crown is called content, a crown that seldom kings enjoy.

It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.

Love is the greatest of dreams, yet the worst of nightmares.

Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.

If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul.

What seest thou else In the dark backward and abysm of time?

Mind your speech a little lest you should mar your fortunes.

To be in anger is impiety, but who is man that is not angry?

Temptation is the fire that brings up the scum of the heart.

The expedition of my violent love outrun the pauser, reason.

We may outrun By violent swiftness And lose by over-running.

But here's the joy: my friend and I are one, Sweet flattery!

Is it possible he should know what he is, and be that he is?

How much better is it to weep at joy than to joy at weeping?

You know that love Will creep in service where it cannot go.

He that is thy friend indeed, he will help you in your need.

That truth should be silent I had almost forgot. (Enobarbus)

For what good turn? Messenger: For the best turn of the bed.

thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp sauce.

What showers arise, blown with the windy tempest of my heart

A merry heart goes all the way, - A sad one tires inan hour.

Well, I must be patient; there is no fettering of authority.

He is the most wretched of men who has never felt adversity.

All impediments in fancy's course Are motives of more fancy.

You must confine yourself within the modest limits of order.

Will you walk out of the air, my lord? HAMLET Into my grave.

The eye sees all, but the mind shows us what we want to see.

Whoe'er excels in what we prize, appears a hero in our eyes.

What leads to unhappiness, is making pleasure the chief aim.

There are so many things admirable people do not understand.

Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.

A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer's joy.

The gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul.

Hope smiled when your nativity was cast, Children of Summer!

Wild is the music of autumnal winds Amongst the faded woods.

Worse than idle is compassion if it ends in tears and sighs.

Take the sweet poetry of life away, and what remains behind?

We meet thee, like a pleasant thought, When such are wanted.

Lady of the Mere, Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.

I try to stay a civilian, to live as a human, not as a poet.

People seldom refuse help, if one offers it in the right way.

The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.

I know too well the poison and the sting of things too sweet.

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