This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a threadbare saint in wisdom's school.
Honest labor bears a lovely face.
Age is like love, it cannot be hid.
Sleep is that golden chain that ties health and our bodies together.
Were there no women, men might live like gods.
Cast away care he that loves sorrow lengthens not a day nor can he buy tomorrow.
Sleep: The golden chain that ties health and our bodies together.
Cast away care, he that loves sorrow Lengthens not a day, nor can buy tomorrow; Money is trash, and he that will spend it, Let him drink merrily, fortune will send it.