in Quotes & Aphorisms (Friend)
Sir, more than kisses, letters mingle souls. For, thus friends absent speak.
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Wicked is not much worse than indiscreet.
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Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?
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in Quotes & Aphorisms (Love)
Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
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in Quotes & Aphorisms (Wisdom)
At most, the greatest persons are but great wens, and excrescences; men of wit and delightful conversation, but as morals for ornament, except they be so incorporated into the body of the world that they contribute something to the sustentation of the whole.
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in Quotes & Aphorisms (Death)
When I died last, and, Dear, I die as often as from thee I go though it be but an hour ago and lovers hours be full eternity.
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And new philosophy calls all in doubt, the element of fire is quite put out; the sun is lost, and the earth, and no mans wit can well direct him where to look for it.
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We are all conceived in close prison; in our mothers wombs, we are close prisoners all; when we are born, we are born but to the liberty of the house; prisoners still, though within larger walls; and then all our life is but a going out to the place of execution, to death.
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Let me arrest thy thoughts; wonder with me, why plowing, building, ruling and the rest, or most of those arts, whence our lives are blest, by cursed Cain' s race invented be, and blest Seth vexed us with Astronomy.
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As virtuous men pass mildly away, and whisper to their souls to go, whilst some of their sad friends do say, the breath goes now, and some say no.
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