By all means use sometimes to be alone. Salute thyself: see what thy soul doth wear. Dare to look in thy chest; for 'Tis thine own: And tumble up and down what thou findst there. Who cannot rest till he good fellows find, he breaks up house, turns out of doors his mind.
None saies his Garner is full.
Critics are like brushers of noblemen's clothes.
He warmes too neere that burnes.
Every one hath a foole in his sleeve.
He that feares leaves, let him not goe into the wood.