“Life is short. Art long. Opportunity is fleeting. Expierience treacherous. Judgement difficult.”

“The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne.”

“The life so brief, the art so long in the learning, the attempt so hard, the conquest so sharp, the fearful joy that ever slips away so quickly - by all this I mean love, which so sorely astounds my feeling with its wondrous operation, that when I think upon it I scarce know whether I wake or sleep.”

“Life is short, art long, opportunity fleeting, experience treacherous, judgment difficult.”

“And once he had got really drunk on wine,Then he would speak no language but Latin.”

“Ful wys is he that kan himselve knowe.”

“For hym was levere have at his beddes heedTwenty bookes, clad in blak or reed,Of Aristotle and his philosophie,Than robes riche, or fithele, or gay sautrie.”