[w]e All Lie Down In

Heaven Hath Many Tongues To Talk Of It, More Eyes To Behold It, But Few Hearts That Rightly Affect It.

Ambition Is Torment Enough For An Enemy; For It Affords As Much Discontentment In Enjoying As In Want, Making Men Like Poisoned Rats, Which, When They Have Tasted Of Their Bane, Cannot Rest Till They Drink, And Then Can Much Less Rest Till They Die

For Whom He Means To Make An Often Guest, One Dish Shall Serve; And Welcome Make The Rest.

Words Are As They Are Taken, And Things Are As They Are Used. There Are Even Cursed Blessings.

...covetousness, Looking More At What We Would Have Than At What We Have.