There is in every miracle a silent chiding of the world, and a tacit reprehension of them who require, or who need miracles.

Poor heretics there be,Which think to establish dangerous constancy,But I have told them, ‘Since you will be true,You shall be true to them, who are false to you.

There is hook in every benefit, that sticks in his jaws that takes that benefit, and draws him whither the benefactor will.

Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were

In the first minute that my soul is infused, the Image of God is imprinted in my soul; so forward is God in my behalf, and so early does he visit me.

Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys.

How many times go we to comedies, to masques, to places of great and noble resort, nay even to church only to see the company.