In A False Quarrel There

Look, What A Horse Should Have He Did Not Lack, Save A Proud Rider On His Back.

There's Rosemary And Rue. These Keep Seeming And Savor All The Winter Long. Grace And Remembrance Be To You.

Nothing Is So Common As The Wish To Be Remarkable.(attributed To)

When The Age Is In, The Wit Is Out

Mine Honor Is My Life, Both Grow In One. Take Honor From Me, And My Life Is Done. Then, Dear My Liege, Mine Honor Let Me Try; In That I Live, And For That I Will Die.