Though truth and falsehood be Near twins, yet truth a little elder is.
Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
Men have conceived a twofold use of sleep; it is a refreshing of the body in this life, and a preparing of the soul for the next.
Can there be worse sickness, than to know that we are never well, nor can be so?
But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.
Between these two, the denying of sins, which we have done, and the bragging of sins, which we have not done, what a space, what a compass is there, for millions of millions of sins!