“The fields have eyes, and the woods have ears.”

My house is small, but you are learned men And by your arguments can make a place Twenty foot broad as infinite as space.

But manly set the world on sixe and sevene; And, if thou die a martyr, go to heaven.

Filth and old age, I’m sure you will agree, are powerful wardens upon chastity.

Forbid us something, and that thing we desire.

And she was fair as is the rose in May.

But Christ’s lore and his apostles twelve, He taught and first he followed it himself.

Habit maketh no monk, ne wearing of gilt spurs maketh no knight.

For time lost may not recovered be.

One cannot be avenged for every wrong; according to the occasion, everyone who knows how, must use temperance.

Look up on high, and thank the God of all.

The guilty think all talk is of themselves.

A yokel mind loves stories from of old, Being the kind it can repeat and hold.

How potent is the fancy! People are so impressionable, they can die of imagination.

Yet do not miss the moral, my good men. For Saint Paul says that all that’s written well Is written down some useful truth to tell. Then take the wheat and let the chaff lie still.

Women naturally desire the same six things as I; they want their husbands to be brave, wise, rich, generous with money, obedient to the wife, and lively in bed.

If gold rusts, what then can iron do?

I’m lucky. Usually you’re dead to get your own museum, but I’m still alive to see mine.

If my father was alive to hear that, he’d turn over in his grave.

Perhaps the earth can teach us As when everything seems dead And later proves to be alive.

I am thrilled to be alive at time when humanity is pushing against the limits of understanding. Even better, we may eventually discover that there are no limits.

There is nothing alive more agonized than man / of all that breathe and crawl across the earth.

To travel is to be alive, but to get somewhere is to be dead, for as our own proverb says, To travel well is better than to arrive.

Every girl and every boy that’s born alive is either a little liberal or else a little conservative.

The real question is not whether life exists after death. The real question is whether you are alive before death.