Who covets more is evermore a slave.
The body is the soul's poor house or home, whose ribs the laths are and whose flesh the loam.
It takes great wit and interest and energy to be happy. The pursuit of happiness is a great activity. One must be open and alive. It is the greatest feat man has to accomplish.
Each must in virtue strive for to excel; That man lives twice that lives the first life well.
Conquer we shall, but, we must first contend! It's not the fight that crowns us, but the end.
What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve: The sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.