Get place and wealth, if possible with grace; if not, by any means get wealth and place.

Nay, fly to altars; there they'll talk you dead; For fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

Behold the groves that shine with silver frost, their beauty withered, and their verdure lost!

Man, like the generous vine, supported lives; the strength he gains is from the embrace he gives.

There is a certain majesty in simplicity which is far above all the quaintness of wit.

Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be.

How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, and love the offender, yet detest the offence?