Ah my deare God! though I am clean forgot, Let me not love thee, if I love thee not.
The God of love my shepherd is, And he that doth me feed: While he is mine, and I am his, What can I want or need?
Good service is a great inchantment.
Hee that hath one hogge makes him fat, and hee that hath one son makes him a foole.
I had rather ride on an ass that carries me than a horse that throws me.
He that cannot forgive others, breaks the bridge over which he himself must pass if he would ever reach heaven; for everyone has need to be forgiven.