Absence from those we love is self from self – a deadly banishment.
Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.
He is winding the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike.
Sweet are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in his head.
A peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser.
My crown is called content, a crown that seldom kings enjoy.
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done!
For my part, it was Greek to me.
If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me.
If we are marked to die, we are enough to do our country loss; and if to live, the fewer men, the greater share of honor.
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
‘Tis one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot that it do singe yourself.
Boldness be my friend.
There’s not a note of mine that’s worth the noting.
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man’s eyes.
O, had I but followed the arts!
The golden age is before us, not behind us.
There’s many a man has more hair than wit.