“Like the sun and moon, they end but to begin anew; like the four seasons, they pass away to return once more.”
“All things grow, flourish, die, and re-grow. Life and death are continuous and fluid. Like the Sun and the Moon which die and are reborn, so do the seasons and all living things. ”
“Love, like reputation, once fled, never returns more.”
“Four days will quickly steep themselves in nights; Four nights will quickly dream away the time; And then the moon, like to a silver bow new bent in heaven, shall behold the night of our solemnities.”
“I like roses best. But they bloom in all four seasons. I wonder if people who like roses best have to die four times over again.”
“The truth like the sun will always rise, and like the moon set for all to see...”