Science stands, a too competant servant, behind her wrangling underbred masters, holding out resources, devices, and remedies they are too stupid to use. ... And on its material side, a modern Utopia must needs present these gifts as taken.
He that serves well needes not ask his wages.
Helpe thy selfe, and God will helpe thee.
Hee that would be a Gentleman, let him goe to an assault.
All our pompe the earth covers.
The groundsell speakes not save what it heard at the hinges.