Princes Have Big Ears Which Hear Far

Where Might Is Mixed With Wit, There Is Too Good An Accord In A Government.

I Grieve And Dare Not Show My Discontent, I Love And Yet Am Forced To Seem To Hate, I Do, Yet Dare Not Say I Ever Meant, I Seem Stark Mute But Inwardly Do Prate. I Am And Not, I Freeze And Yet Am Burned, Since From Myself Another Self I Turned. My Care Is Like My Shadow In The Sun, Follows Me Flying, Flies When I Pursue It, Stands And Lies By Me, Doth What I Have Done.

Those Who Appear The Most Sanctified Are The Worst

A Meal Of Bread, Cheese And Beer Constitutes The Perfect Food.

The Past Cannot Be Cured.