“That field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears.”

I am not the rose, but I have lived near the rose.

He is gentle that doeth gentle deeds.

The cat would eat fish but would not get her feet wet.

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.

Opportunities? They are all around us There is power lying latent everywhere waiting for the observant eye to discover it.

Far worst of all, the fever had settled in Mary’s eyes, and Mary was blind.

Go forward in life with a twinkle in your eye and a smile on your face, but with great purpose in heart.

When we have for so long been judged by everyone we meet, just to look into the eyes of another who does not judge us can be extraordinarily healing.

In the eyes of government we are just one race here. It is American.

What is behind your eyes holds more power than what is in front of them.

When you lose an election, you don’t blink, you don’t turn away. You look it right in the eye and say, why did we lose?

Her blue eyes were still beautiful, but they did not know what was before them, and Mary herself could never look through them again to tell Laura what she was thinking without saying a word.