If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee.

There is hook in every benefit, that sticks in his jaws that takes that benefit, and draws him whither the benefactor will.

That which attempts to elevate the ugly to the level of beauty becomes neither; but an obscenity.

How great love is, presence best trial makes, But absence tries how long this love will be.

Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.

God affords no man the comfort, the false comfort of Atheism: He will not allow a pretending Atheist the power to flatter himself, so far, as to seriously think there is no God.

The world is a great volume, and man the index of that book; even in the body of man, you may turn to the whole world.