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• For all that faire is, is by nature good; That is a signe to know the gentle blood.
  -- Edmund Spenser (1553-1599) -- An Hymne in Honour of Beautie, Line 139...
• Full little knowest thou that hast not tride, What hell it is in suing long to bide
  To loose good dayes, that might be better spent; To wast long nights in pensive disconte...
• Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on,--how then?
  Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound?...
• When you're on a sleeper at night, take your pocketbook and put it in a sock under your pillow.
  That way, the next morning you won't forget your pocketbook 'cause you'll be looking for your sock....
• Conscience doth make cowards of us all. -- Shakespeare
• As when in Cymbrian plaine An heard of bulles, whom kindly rage doth sting, Doe for the milky mothers want complaine, And fill the fieldes with troublous bellowing.
  -- Edmund Spenser (1553-1599) -- The Faerie Queene, Book i, Canto viii, St. 11...
• A light wife doth make a heavy husband. -- William Shakespeare, "The Merchant of Venice
• A light wife doth make a heavy husband. -- Wm. Shakespeare, "The Merchant of Venice
• For himself doth a man work evil in working evils for another.
  -- Hesiod (c. 700 BC) -- Works and Days, Line 265...