Everything runs to excess; every good quality is noxious if unmixed.

Everything runs to excess; every good quality is noxious if unmixed

It is the quality of the moment, not the number of days, or events, or of actors, that imports.

The sign and credentials of the poet are that he announces that which no man foretold

If I know your sect, I anticipate your argument

What we seek we shall find; what we flee from flees from us.