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 by Carl William Brown

founder of the Daimon Club



There is tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries; on such a full sea we are now afloat; and we must take the current the clouds folding and unfolding beyond the horizon. when it serves, or lose our ventures.

Men at sometime are the masters of their fate.

It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves; we are underlings.


It is a wise father that knows his own child.


Men's faults to themselves seldom appear.

They say men are molded out of faults, and for the most, become much more the better; for being a little bad. [Measure For Measure]

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.


O how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes favors! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, that sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, more pangs and fears than wars or women have, and when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, never to hope again.


Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.

Fearless minds climb soonest into crowns.

In time we hate that which we often fear.

Of all base passions, fear is the most accursed.
William Shakespeare

The best safety lies in fear.


He that loves to be flattered is worthy of the flatterer.

I will praise any man that will praise me.

Fools and Foolishness

The dullness of the fool is the whetstone of the wits.

The fool thinks himself to be wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.

He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.

Lord, what fools these mortals be.


There is a tide in the affairs of men, which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound by shallows and in misery. [Julius Caesar]

Free Will

We defy augury. There's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'Tis not to come. If it be not to come, it will be now. If it be not now, yet it will come. The readiness is all.

Friends and Friendship

The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel, but do not dull thy palm with entertainment of each new-hatched unfledged comrade.

A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow.

Friendship is constant in all other things, Save in the office and affairs of love.

Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find.

A friend should bear a friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.


A walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more.


We know what we are, but know not what we may be.


Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.


I have touched the highest point of all my greatness, and from that full meridian of my glory I haste now to my setting.


How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good dead in a naughty world.

Good and Evil

The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.


Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; the thief doth fear each bush an officer.


Patch grief with proverbs.

Grief fills the room up of my absent child, lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words.

Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself are much condemned to have an itching palm.


The abuse of greatness is when it disjoins remorse from power.

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them. [Twelfth Night]

In my stars I am above thee, but be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness ;thrust upon em.

He is not great who is not greatly good.

Be not afraid of greatness; some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them.


I hate ingratitude more in a person; than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, or, any taint of vice whose strong corruption inhabits our frail blood. [Twelfth Night]

He receives comfort like cold porridge.


There is no darkness, but ignorance.


'Tis mad idolatry To make the service greater than the god.


What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god -- the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals!

Human Nature

My nature is subdued to what it works in, like the dyer's hand.


We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.


The miserable have no other medicine but only hope.


Why should honor outlive honestly? [Orthello]


Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance.

Honesty is the best policy. If I lose mine honor, I lose myself.


People usually are the happiest at home.

History and Historians

There is a history in all men's lives.

Heroes and Heroism

If we are marked to die, we are enough to do our country loss; and if to live, the fewer men, the greater share of honor.


What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted. [Henry Iv]


Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.

Oppose not rage while rage is in its force, but give it way a while and let it waste.


I had rather have a fool make me merry, than experience make me sad.

But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.


How use doth breed a habit in man!


But thy eternal summer shall not fade.


Much Ado About Nothing.


I stalk about her door like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks staying for wattage.


No legacy is so rich as honestly.


Though this be madness, yet there is method in it. [Hamlet]


O sleep, O gentle sleep, nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee, that thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down and steep my senses in forgetfulness?

Intelligence and Intellectuals

It is the mind that makes the body rich; and as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, so honor peereth in the meanest habit.''


I had rather be a toad, and live upon the vapor of a dungeon than keep a corner in the thing I love for others uses.

Jokes and Jokers

He jests at scars that never felt a wound.

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. Where be your jibes now, your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar?

Judgment and Judges

My salad days, when I was green in judgment.

Speak of me as I am. Nothing extenuate, nor set down aught in malice.


The jury, passing on the prisoner's life, may have in the sworn twelve a thief or two guiltier than him they try.


Time is the justice that examines all offenders. [As You Like It]

Kisses and Kissing

He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo.


Own more than thou showest, speak less than thou knowest.


It was Greek to me.


Present mirth hath present laughter. What's to come is still unsure.

Law and Lawyers

The first thing we do, lets kill the lawyers.


My library was dukedom large enough.

Life and Death

As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; They kill us for their sport.

Life and Living

Simply the thing I am shall make me live.

Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale.

Life… It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury; signifying nothing.


Give every man your ear, but few thy voice. Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.

Losers and Losing

Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.


When love begins to sicken and decay it uses an enforced ceremony. [Julius Caesar]

But love is blind, and lovers cannot see What petty follies they themselves commit

Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet.

She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.

To say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days.

They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.

Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.

Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.

Love is too young to know what conscience is.


We that are true lovers run into strange capers.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other women cloy the appetites they feed, but she makes hungry where most she satisfies.


Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my King, He would not in mine age have left me naked to mine enemies.


This is the monstrosity in love, lady, that the will is infinite and the execution confined; that the desire is boundless, and the act a slave to limit.


The man that hath no music in himself, nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils. The motions of his spirit are dull as night, and his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.


Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?


Dost thou think because thou art virtuous there shall be no more cakes and ale?


A miser grows rich by seeming poor. An extravagant man grows poor by seeming rich.


We wound our modesty and make foul the clearness of our deservings, when of ourselves we publish them.

Lord Bacon told Sir Edward Coke when he was boasting, The less you speak of your greatness, the more shall I think of it.

Modern and Modernism

For we which now behold these present days have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.


Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, and thou art wedded to calamity.

To mourn a mischief that is past and gone is the next way to draw new mischief on.

Misers and Misery

Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.


'Tis the mind that makes the body rich.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments. Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove.

Men and Women

He is half of a blessed man. Left to be finished by such as she; and she a fair divided excellence, whose fullness of perfection lies in him.


When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste. Then can I drown an eye (unused to flow) For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, and weep afresh love's long since cancelled woe, and moan the expense of many a vanished sight. Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, and heavily from woe to woe tell over the sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, all losses are restored and sorrows end.


By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.


Report me and my cause aright.


Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, have yet some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltiness of time.


The world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.


Manhood is melted into courtesies, valor into compliment, and men are only turned into tongue, and trim ones, too.


O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven! Keep me in temper. I would not be mad.

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