Illusions are the mirages of Hope |
Italy, a paradise for horses, hell for women, as the proverb goes |
Like Aesop's fox, when he had lost his tail, would have all his fellow foxes cut off theirs |
Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious men still climb and climb, with great labor, and incessant anxiety, but never reach the top. |
Many men are melancholy by hearing music, but it is a pleasing melancholy that it causeth; and therefore to such as are discontent, in woe, fear, sorrow, or dejected, it is a most present remedy |
Many men are melancholy by hearing music, but it is a pleasing melancholy that it causeth; and therefore to such as are discontent, in woe, fear, sorrow, or dejected, it is a most present remedy |
Marriage and hanging go by destiny; matches are made in heaven |
Most part of a lover's life is full of agony, anxiety, fear and grief, complaints, sighs, suspicions, and cares (heigh-ho my heart is woe), full of silence and irksome solitariness |
Most part of a lover's life is full of agony, anxiety, fear and grief, complaints, sighs, suspicions, and cares (heigh-ho my heart is woe), full of silence and irksome solitariness |
No cord or cable can draw so forcibly, or bind so fast, as love can do with a single thread |
No rule is so general, which admits not some exception. |
Old friends become bitter enemies on a sudden for toys and small offenses. |
One religion is as true as another |
One was never married and that's his hell; another is, and that's his plague |
Our wrangling lawyers are so litigious and busy here on earth, that I think they will plead their clients' cases hereafter, some of them in hell |