Fortune, the great commandress of the world, Hath divers ways to advance her followers: To some she gives honor without deserving; To other some, deserving without honor; Some wit, some wealth,--and some, wit without wealth; Some wealth without wit; some nor wit nor wealth.

Poetry, unlike oratory, should not aim at clarity... but be dense with meaning, 'something to be chewed and digested'.

Each natural agent works but to this end,- To render that it works on like itself.

There is a nick in Fortune's restless wheel For each man's good.

He that shuns trifles must shun the world.

Who hath no faith to man, to God hath none.

Ignorance is the mother of admiration.