Nails were not enough to hold God-and-man nailed and
fastened on the Cross, had not love held Him there.- Catherine of Siena (1347-1380), Saint Catherine of Siena as seen in her letters, J. M. Dent, 1906, p. 42

Here, where our Lord once laid his Head,
Now the grave lies buried.
Richard Crashaw (1613-1649), from "Divine Epigrams", The Complete Works of Richard Crashaw, London: J. R. Smith, 1858, p. 16

Man, proud man! dressed in a little brief authority, plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven as make the angels weep.- William Shakespeare, 1564 - 1616

Through tattered clothes small vices do appear; robes and furred gowns hide all.- William Shakespeare, 1564 - 1616

Violent delights have violent ends, and in their triumph die; like fire and powder, which, as they kiss, consume. They are as sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing.- William Shakespeare, 1564 - 1616