“For time lost may not recovered be.”

Great peace is found in little busy-ness.

Time lost, as men may see, For nothing may recovered be.

The handsome gifts that fate and nature lend us Most often are the very ones that end us.

If were not foolish young, were foolish old.

One cannot scold or complain at every word. Learn to endure patiently, or else, as I live and breathe, you shall learn it whether you want or not.

A love grown old is not the love once new.

There’s never a new fashion but it’s old.

Truth is the highest thing that man may keep.

He loved chivalry, Truth and honor, freedom and courtesy.

Take a cat, nourish it well with milk and tender meat, make it a couch of silk.

One flesh they are; and one flesh, so I’d guess, Has but one heart, come grief or happiness.

The life so short, the craft so long to learn.

Love will not be constrain’d by mastery. When mast’ry comes, the god of love anon Beateth his wings, and, farewell, he is gone. Love is a thing as any spirit free.

If a man really loves a woman, of course he wouldn’t marry her for the world if he were not quite sure that he was the best person she could possibly marry.

By God, if women had written stories, As clerks had within here oratories, They would have written of men more wickedness Than all the mark of Adam may redress.

Woe to the cook whose sauce has no sting.

I’ve lost my faith in science.

You possess only whatever will not be lost in a ship wreck.

You might win some, but you just lost one.

The eagle never lost so much time as when he submitted to learn of the crow

Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?

I will act now. Success will not wait. If I delay, success will become wed to another and lost to me forever. This is the time. This is the place. I am the person.

There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.

Making pictures, for an actress, is like betting, for a gambler. Each time you make a picture you try to analyze why you won or lost.