Men Are Almost Always Cruel In Their

Anger, The Stoics Said, Was A Short Madness.

Whatever Comes Out Of Despair Cannot Bear The Title Of Valor, Which Should Be Lifted Up To Such A Height That Holding All Things Under Itself, It Should Be Able To Maintain Its Greatness, Even In The Midst Of Miseries.

No Decking Sets Forth Anything So Much As Affection.

My True Love Hath My Heart, And I Have His

My True-love Hath My Heart, And I Have His, By Just Exchange, One For The Other Given; I Hold His Dear, And Mine He Cannot Miss, There Never Was A Better Bargain Driven.