Talking is the disease of age.
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Vice Is like a fury to the vicious mind, And turns delight itself to punishment.
Nay, if he take you in hand, sir, with an argument, He'll bray you in a mortar.
Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine.
They say Princes learn no art truly, but the art of horsemanship. The reason is, the brave beast is no flatterer. He will throw a prince as soon as his groom.
O, for an engine, to keep back all clocks, or make the sun forget his motion!
'Tis the common disease of all your musicians that they know no mean, to be entreated, either to begin or end.
In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Success produces confidence; confidence relaxes industry, and negligence ruins the reputation which accuracy had raised.
Good men are the stars, the planets of the ages wherein they live, and illustrate the times.