A mans fame and hayre grow most after death, and are both equally uselesse. - George Villiers, 2nd Duke of Buckingham

She that would raise a noble love must find Ways to beget a passion for her mind; She must be that which she to the world would seem, For all true love is grounded on esteem: Plainness and truth gain more a generous heart Than all the crooked subtleties of art.

O! what a prodigal have I been of that most valuable of all possessions — Time!

Kisses are but like sands of gold and silver, found upon the ground which are not worth much themselves but as they promise a mine near too be dig'd.