It is an art to have so much judgment as to apparel a lie well, to give it a good dressing.
Heaven prepares good men with crosses; but no ill can happen to a good man.
Let those that merely talk and never think, That live in the wild anarchy of drink
Memory, of all the powers of the mind, is the most delicate and frail.
Who falls for love of God, shall rise a star.
Whom the disease of talking still once posses-seth, he can never hold his peace.