Things won are done; joy's soul lies in the doing.

Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much.

A habit cannot be tossed out the window; it must be coaxed down the stairs a step at a time.

What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.