And Be These Juggling Friends No More

Pain Pays The Income Of Each Precious Thing.

He Reads Much; He Is A Great Observer And He Looks Quite Through The Deeds Of Men: He Loves No Plays, As Thou Dost, Antony; He Hears No Music; Seldom He Smiles, And Smiles In Such A Sort As If He Mock'd Himself And Scorn'd His Spirit That Could Be Moved To Smile At Any Thing. Such Men As He Be Never At Heart's Ease Whiles They Behold A Greater Than Themselves, And Therefore Are They Very Dangerous.

Let Those That Play Your Clowns Speak No More Than Is Set Down For Them.

I Despised My Arrival On This Earth And I Despise My Departure; It Is A Tragedy.

Thy Friendship Makes Us Fresh.