I see no virtue where I smell no sweat.
God's pleasure is at the end of our prayers.
Mercy turns her back to the unmerciful.
Be wisely worldly, but not worldly wise.
Seest thou good days? Prepare for evil times. No summer but hath its winter. He never reaped comfort in adversity that sowed not in prosperity.
The birds of the air die to sustain thee; the beasts of the field die to nourish thee; the fishes of the sea die to feed thee. Our stomachs are their common sepulchre. Good God! with how many deaths are our poor lives patched up! how full of death is the life of momentary man!