O how feeble is man's power, that if good fortune fall, cannot add another hour, nor a lost hour recall!
Poor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!
The heavens rejoice in motion, why should I Abjure my so much loved variety.
Of all the commentaries on the Scriptures, good examples are the best.
The rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.
Since you would save none of me, I bury some of you.