Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.

I did best when I had least truth for my subjects.

Pleasure is none, if not diversified.

Never start with tomorrow to reach eternity. Eternity is not being reached by small steps.

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.

Busy old fool, unruly sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy motions lovers'seasons run? Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide Late schoolboys, and sour prentices, Go tell court-huntsmen that the King will ride, Call countryants to harvest offices; Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

I am a little world made cunningly.