The public good is in nothing more essentially interested, than in the protection of every individual's private rights.
Rituals are important. Nowadays it's hip not to be married. I'm not interested in being hip.
Flow on, lovely Dee, flow on, thou sweet river, Thy banks' purest stream shall be dear to me ever.
Now conquering Rome doth conquered Rome inter, And she the vanquished is, and vanquisher. To show us where she stood there rests alone Tiber; and that too hastens to be gone. Learn, hence what fortune can. Towns glide away; And rivers, which are still in motion, stay.
Princes are like to heavenly bodies, which cause good or evil times; and which have much veneratoin, but no rest.
Clemency is the surest proof of a true monarch. [Fr., La clemence est la plus belle marque Qui fasse a l'univers connaitre un vrai monqrque.]
Though good faith should be banished from the rest of the world, it should be found in the mouths of kings. [Fr., Si la bonne foi etait bannie du reste du monde, il faudrait qu'on la trouvat dans la bouche des rois.]
His legs bestrid the ocean: his reared arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
What some invent the rest enlarge.
We look before and after, And pine for what is not, Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught: Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike; Alike reserv'd to blame, or to commend, A tim'rous foe, and a suspicious friend.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil: my cup runneth over.
Assail'd by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was a blameless life; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.
There is so much good in the worst of us, and so much bad in the best of us, that it hardly becomes any one of us to talk about the rest of us.
January grey is here, Like a sexton by her grave; February bears the bier, March with grief doth howl and rave, And April weeps--but, O ye hours! Follow with May's fairest flowers.
A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire; but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart.
When chill November's surly blast make fields and forest bare.
He who gives up the smallest part of a secret has the rest no longer in his power. [Ger., Wer den kleinsten Theil eines Geheimnisses hingibt, hat den andern nicht mehr in der Gewalt.]
Such power there is in clear-eyed self-restraint.
But man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he 's most assured, His glassy essence, like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As make the angels weep. -Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 2.
Ay, but to die, and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.
I met a fool i' the forest, A motley fool. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
Shame may restrain what law does not prohibit.
Build me straight. O worthy Master! Staunch and strong, a goodly vessel That shall laugh at all disaster, And with wave and whirlwind wrestle!
I think the first virtue is to restrain the tongue: he approaches nearest to the Gods, who knows how to be silent, even though he is in the right.