Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere.

All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand! Oh, oh, oh!

There was never yet philosopher that could endure the toothache patiently

For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood.

Now, my masters, happy man be his dole, say I; every man to his business.

Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught?

what cannot be saved when fate takes, patience her injury a mockery makes

So every bondman in his own hand bears The power to cancel his captivity.

Awake, awake, English nobility! Let not sloth dim your horrors new-begot.

Rest you fair, good signior; Your worship was the last man in our mouths.

An habitation giddy and unsure Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.

Dost thou love hawking? Thou hast hawks will soar Above the morning lark.

There's never a villain dwelling in all Denmark But he's an arrant knave.

Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.

a wild dedication of yourselves To undiscovered waters, undreamed shores.

I understand thy kisses, and thou mine, And that's a feeling disputation.

Discuss unto me: art thou officer, Or art thou base, common, and popular?

Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground.

Health is beauty, and the most perfect health is the most perfect beauty.

May I always have a heart superior, with economy suitable, to my fortune.

My banks they are furnish'd with bees, Whose murmur invites one to sleep.

Offensive objects, at a proper distance, acquire even a degree of beauty.

In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.

There's something in a flying horse, There's something in a huge balloon.

How fast has brother followed brother, From sunshine to the sunless land!

If I told you about a land of love, friend, would you follow me and come?

The friend is the person whom one is in need of and by whom one is needed.

In love one had need of being believed, in friendship of being understood.

Poetry is an extra hand. It can caress or tickle. It can clench and fight.

I have been in love, and in debt, and in drink, this many and many a year.

One science only will one genius fit; so vast is art, so narrow human wit.

Satan is wiser now than before, and tempts by making rich instead of poor.

The spot of ground on which a man has stood is forever interesting to him.

That tower of strength Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew.

And sometimes through the mirror blue The knights come riding two and two.

Dead sounds at night come from the inmost hills. Like footsteps upon wool.

She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces through the room

I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell.

Only in souls the Christ is brought to birth, And there He lives and dies.

The delight that consumes the desire, The desire that outruns the delight.

Willow trees are kind, Dear God. They will not bear a body on their limbs.

None of us understand what we're doing, but we do beautiful things anyway.

Culture is the study of perfection, and the constant effort to achieve it.

Life is a stream On which we strew Petal by petal the flower of our heart.

The stigma of oddness is the price a myopic world always exacts of genius.

To-night when the full-bellied moon swallows the stars. Grant that I know.

The man of science multiples the points of contact between man and nature.

We have never heard the devil's side of the story, God wrote all the book.

When a thing has been said and well, have no scruple. Take it and copy it.

It is in the ability to deceive oneself that the greatest talent is shown.

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