True happiness consists not in the multitude of friends, but in the worth and choice.
It strikes! one, two, Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch, Thy pulse hath beat enough. Now sleep and rest; Would thou could'st make the time to do so too; I'll wind thee up no more.
Ambition, like a torrent, never looks back.
All discourses but my own afflict me; they seem harsh, impertinent, and irksome
Who falls for love of God, shall rise a star.
There is no doctrine will do good where nature is wanting.