What's fame? a fancy'd life in other's breath. A thing beyond us, even before our death.
For 't is always fair weather When good fellows get together With a stein on the table and a good song ringing clear.
I do not know beneath what sky nor on what seas shall be thy fate; I only know it shall be high, I only know it shall be great.
I am sick of four walls and a ceiling I have need of the sky, I have business with the grass.
Spring in the world! And all things are made new!
I have need of the sky, I have business with the grass; I will up and get me away where the hawk is wheeling Lone and high, And the slow clouds go by. I will get me away to the waters that glass The clouds as they pass. I will get me away to the woods.
The East and the West in the spring of the world shall blend As a man and a woman that plight Their troth in the warm spring night.
Winning 9 games is very respectable.
Passing time isn't a steady thing. People try to measure it, but some days seem to have years packed into them, and others pass in the blink of an eye. Some days matter, and others don't.
Exercise will aid in the work of digestion. Take a walk after a meal; but no violent exercise after a full meal.
To everything there is a season. Yes. A time to break down, and a time to build up. Yes. A time to keep silence and a time to speak. Yes.