The man whom nature's self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
A circle cannot fill a triangle, so neither can the whole world, if it were to be compassed, the heart of man; a man may as easily fill a chest with grace as the heart with gold. The air fills not the body, neither doth money the covetous mind of man.
Thankfulness is the tune of angels.
The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
The noblest mind the best contentment has
Woe to the man that first did teach the cursed steel to bite in his own flesh, and make way to the living spirit!