To speak and to speak well are two things. A fool may talk, but a wise man speaks.

Prevent your day at morning.

A new disease? I know not, new or old, but it may well be called poor mortals plague for, like a pestilence, it doth infect the houses of the brain till not a thought, or motion, in the mind, be free from the black poison of suspect.

Popular men, They must create strange monsters, and then quell them, To make their arts seem something.

I would rather have a plain down-right wisdom than a foolish and affected eloquence.

O, for an engine, to keep back all clocks, or make the sun forget his motion!

A thankful man owes a courtesy ever; the unthankful but when he needs it.