Let those that merely talk and never think, That live in the wild anarchy of drink

As it is a great point of art, when our matter requires it, to enlarge and veer out all sail, so to take it in and contract it is of no less praise when the argument doth ask it.

Your highest female grace is silence.

How ready is heaven to those that pray!

He that departs with his own honesty For Vulgar , doth it too dearly buy.

Many might go to heaven with half the labour they go to hell, if they would venture their industry the right way.

Our whole life is like a play.