Contemplative and bookish men must of necessity be more quarrelsome than others, because they contend not about matter of fact, nor can determine their controversies by any certain witnesses, nor judges. But as long as they go towards peace, that is Truth, it is no matter which way.

No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.

Great sorrows cannot speak.

Religion is not a melancholy, the spirit of God is not a damper.

Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.

Wicked is not much worse than indiscreet.

Let not thy divining heart Forethink me any ill; Destiny may take thy part, And may thy fears fulfill.