"The body is the soul's poor house or home, whose ribs the laths are and whose flesh the loam." — Robert Herrick

Tears are the noble language of the eye.

In things a moderation keep; Kings ought to shear, not skin, their sheep.

Know when to speak - for many times it brings danger, to give the best advice to kings.

Thus times do shift, each thing his turn does hold; New things succeed, as former things grow old.