He that hath the steerage of my course,Direct my sail.

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.

Modest doubt is called the beacon of the wise.

Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.

Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.

This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven.

They do not love, that do not show their love.