You live but once; you might as well be amusing.
His golden locks Time hath to silver turned, O time too swift! O swiftness never ceasing! His youth 'gainst Time and Age hath ever spurned, But spurned in vain! Youth waneth by increasing.
Live or die, sink or swim.
Beauty, strength, youth, are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love, are roots, and ever green.
Honour, the spur that pricks the princely mind, To follow rule and climb the stately chair.
My merry, merry, merry roundelay Concludes with Cupid's curse, They that do change old love for new, Pray gods, they change for worse!
God in the whizzing of a pleasant wind Shall march upon the tops of mulberry trees.
There's more money on the left in media than there is on the right.
I think I could do better in my approach to application. I think I could do better in preaching practical sermons.
I don't believe in writing at night because it comes too easily. When I read it in the morning it's not good. I need daylight to begin. Between nine and ten o'clock I have a long breakfast with reading and music.
Let us never forget that government is ourselves and not an alien power over us.