"Beauty's a doubtful good, a glass, a flower, Lost, faded, broken, dead within an hour; And beauty, blemish'd once, for ever's lost, In spite of physic, painting, pain, and cost."
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"No, no; 'tis all men's office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of sorrow, But no man's virtue nor sufficiency To be so moral when he shall endure The like himself. Therefore give me no counsel: My griefs cry louder than advertisement."
"I am falser than vows made in wine."
"O good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat but for promotion, And having that do choke their service up Even with the having. . . ."
"Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain, Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain."
"One pain is lessened by another's anguish."
"These earthly godfathers of Heaven's lights, that give a name to every fixed star, have no more profit of their shining nights than those that walk and know not what they are."
"It is the bright day that brings forth the adder, and that craves wary walking."
"Care I for the limb, the thews, the stature, bulk, and big assemblance of a man! Give me the spirit."
"To go to bed after midnight is to go to bed betimes"
"Keep thy foot out of brothels, thy hand out of plackets, thy pen from lender's books, and defy the foul fiend."
"Every cloud engenders not a storm."
"Live how we can, yet die we must."
"I fill up a place, which may be better... when I have made it empty."
"Costly thy habit [dress] as thy purse can buy; But not expressed in fancy - rich, not gaudy. For the apparel oft proclaims the man."
"One good deed dying tongueless Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages."
"O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer!"
"Where the greater malady is fixed, The lesser is scarce felt."
"And thou, all-shaking thunder, Strike flat the thick rotundity o' the world! Crack nature's moulds, all germens spill at once That makes ingrateful man!"
"If it be you that stirs these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger, And let not women's weapons, water drops, Stain my man's cheeks."