“Ther nis no werkman, whatsoevere he be,
That may bothe werke wel and hastily.”

“But in proverbe I have herde say,
That who that wel his werk beginneth,
The rather a good end he winneth.”

“Ther days may come,/Ther days may go,/But still the light of Mem'ry weaves/Those gentle dreams/Of long ago”

“He coude songes make, and wel endite.”

“And wel we see ther is none alive that in every respect may be accompted happie, yea though mortall men were free from all calamities, yet the torments & feare of death should stil attend them But b:sides them, behold, what, and how manye evilles there bee, that unlesse the cloude of error bee removed, impossible it is to see the truth, or receive allay of our earthly woes.”

“Nowher so bisy a man as he ther nas,
And yet he semed bisier than he was.”

“She looked across the room at, she wasn't sure why, only to find thatThey both glanced hastily away.”

“Das Werk lobt den Meister. (German: The work proves the craftsman.)”

“Wo ai ni, Tessa,” he whispered. “Wo bu xiang shi qu ni.” She knew, without knowing how she knew, what the words meant. I love you. And I don’t want to lose you.”

“So was hire joly whistle wel ywette.”