Therefore they who say our thoughts are not our own because they resemble the Ancients, may as well say our faces are not our own, because they are like our Fathers: And indeed it is very unreasonable, that people should expect us to be Scholars, and yet be angry to find us so.
A perfect woman's but a softer man.
Whatever is, is right.
I am satisfied to trifle away my time, rather than let it stick by me.
Condition, circumstance, is not the thing; Bliss is the same in subject or in king.
Jarring interests of themselves create the according music of a well-mixed state.