Time is our element, not a mistaken invader.
Whoever loves, if he do not propose The right true end of love, he's one that goes To sea for nothing but to make him sick.
Goe and catche a falling starre, Get with child a mandrake root, Tell me, where all past yeares are, Or who cleft the Divel's foot. Teach me to hear Mermaides' singing, Or to keep of envies stinging, And finde What winde Serves to advance an honest minde.
Pleasure is none, if not diversified.
Thy face is mine eye, and mine is thine.
As he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.
Wicked is not much worse than indiscreet.
One must be a living man and a posthumous artist.
That's right," said Eeyore. "Sing. Umty-tiddly, umty-too. Here we go gathering Nuts and May. Enjoy yourself. " "I am," said Pooh.
What Can I Tell You about Myself which You Have Not Already Found Out from Those Who Do Not Lie?
The voice of reason is small, but very persistent.