All things do help the unhappy man to fall.

Knowledge Is Power! Train smart and obtain power!

Are you grown an atheist? Will you turn your body, Which is the goodly palace of the soul, To the soul's slaughter-house? Oh, the curse' d devil, Which doth present us with all other sins Thrice-candied o'er.

Glories, like glow-worms, afar off shine bright, But looked to near, have neither heat nor light.

For the subtlest folly proceeds from the subtlest wisdom.

When a man's mind rides faster than his horse can gallop they quickly both tire.

That realm is never long in quiet, where the ruler is a soldier.