When Great Leaves Fall, The Winter Is

Equality Of Two Domestic Powers Breeds Scrupulous Faction.

God, The Best Maker Of All Marriages, Combine Your Hearts Into One.

He Hath Not Eat Paper, As It Were; He Hath Not Drunk Ink; His Intellect Is Not Replenished; He Is Only An Animal, Only Sensible In The Duller Parts. (shakespeare, Love's Labor's Lost, Iv)

Unbidden Guests Are Often Welcomest When They Are Gone.

Here Comes A Man Of Comfort, Whose Advice Hath Often Stilled My Brawling Discontent.