A good husband makes a good wife.

Who has not served cannot command.

Wisdom sails with wind and time.

Praise the sea; on shore remain.

England is the paradise of women, the purgatory of men, and the hell of horses.

Night is the mother of thoughts.

Patience is the best medicine.

Fish marreth the water, and flesh doth dress it

Who hath not served can not command.

Be circumspect how you offend schollers, for knowe, a serpent tooth bites not so ill, as dooth a schollers angrie quill.

One hand washeth another, both the face. [Lat., Una mano lava l'altra, ed ambedue lavano il volto.]

Your eight is someone's infinity.

Who has good luck is good, Who has bad luck is bad.

It's true - I am a bisexual. But I can't deny that I've used that fact very well. I suppose it's the best thing that ever happened to me.

I'm a terrible sleeper. I get obsessive, repetitive thoughts and it's horrible.

We bring a deeper commitment to our happiness when we fully understand, that our time left is limited and we really need to make it count.

Religion, in one sense, is a life of self-denial, just as husbandry, in one sense, is a work of death.

I am doubting what to do.

I sometimes don't know what songs are about for several years after I've written them.

willing me to understand: that people should be sacrificed to causes, that beauty can be built on the backs of the dead.

Every pleasure or pain has a sort of rivet with which it fastens the soul to the body and pins it down and makes it corporeal, accepting as true whatever the body certifies.