Nature hath no goal though she hath law.
I neglect God and his angles for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.
Pleasure is none, if not diversified.
Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
Between cowardice and despair, valour is gendred.
As peace is of all goodness, so war is an emblem, a hieroglyphic, of all misery.