Sleep Is The Best Cure For Waking

All The Vices, Sancho, Bring Some Kind Of Pleasure With Them; But Envy Brings Nothing But Irritation, Bitterness, And Rage.

The Reason For The Unreason With Which You Treat My Reason , So Weakens My Reason That With Reason I Complain Of Your Beauty.

A Man Without Honor Is Worse Than Dead.

The Bow Cannot Always Stand Bent, Nor Can Human Frailty Subsist Without Some Lawful Recreation.

Translation From One Language To Another Is Like Viewing A Piece Of Tapestry On The Wrong Side Where Though The Figures Are Distinguishable Yet There Are So Many Ends And Threads That The Beauty And Exactness Of The Work Is Obscured.