But what is past my help is past my care.
There is a method in man's wickedness; it grows up by degrees.
My virginity, that from my childhood kept me company, is heavier than I can endure to bear. Forgive me, Cupid, for thou art god, and I a wretched creature: I have sinn'd; but be thou merciful, and grant that yet I may enjoy what thou wilt have me love!
You are no better than you should be.
Let no man fear to die, we love to sleep all, and death is but the sounder sleep.
The true way to gain much, is never to desire to gain too much. He is not rich that possesses much, but he that covets no more; and he is not poor that enjoys little, but he that wants too much.