He that does a base thing in zeal for his friend burns the golden thread that ties their hearts together.

God is pleased with no music below so much as with the thanksgiving songs of relieved widows and supported orphans; of rejoicing, comforted, and thankful persons.

He that loves not his wife and children feeds a lioness at home, and broods a nest of sorrows.

Revenge... is like a rolling stone, which, when a man hath forced up a hill, will return upon him with a greater violence, and break those bones whose sinews gave it motion.

A celibate, like the fly in the heart of an apple, dwells in a perpetual sweetness, but sits alone, and is confined and dies in singularity.

To preserve a man alive in the midst of so many chances and hostilities, is as great a miracle as to create him.

To be proud of learning is the greatest ignorance.