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• I light my candle from their torches. -- Robert Burton (1577-1640) -- The Anatomy of Melancholy, Part iii, Sect.
  2, Memb. 5, Subsect. 1...
• Idleness is an appendix to nobility. -- Robert Burton (1577-1640) -- The Anatomy of Melancholy, Part i, Sect.
  2, Memb. 2, Subsect. 6...
• Can build castles in the air. -- Robert Burton (1577-1640) -- The Anatomy of Melancholy, Part i, Sect.
  2, Memb. 1, Subsect. 3...
• They do not live but linger. -- Robert Burton (1577-1640) -- The Anatomy of Melancholy, Part i, Sect.
  2, Memb. 3, Subsect. 10...
• Diogenes struck the father when the son swore. -- Robert Burton (1577-1640) -- The Anatomy of Melancholy, Part iii, Sect.
  2, Memb. 2, Subsect. 5...
• Marriage and hanging go by destiny; matches are made in heaven.
  -- Robert Burton (1577-1640) -- The Anatomy of Melancholy, Part iii, Sect....
• Birds of a feather will gather together. -- Robert Burton (1577-1640) -- The Anatomy of Melancholy, Part iii, Sect.
  1, Memb. 1, Subsect. 2...
• Cookery is become an art, a noble science; cooks are gentlemen.
  -- Robert Burton (1577-1640) -- The Anatomy of Melancholy, Part i, Sect. 2, Memb. 2, Subsect. 2...
• When they are at Rome, they do there as they see done.
  -- Robert Burton (1577-1640) -- The Anatomy of Melancholy, Part iii, Sect....