Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it.

Pleasure is none, if not diversified.

Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.

At most, the greatest persons are but great wens, and excrescences; men of wit and delightful conversation, but as morals for ornament, except they be so incorporated into the body of the world that they contribute something to the sustentation of the whole.

Nature hath no goal though she hath law.

If I lose at play, I blaspheme; if my fellow loses, he blasphemes. So, God is always the loser.

But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.