Seldom was any knowledge given to keep, but to impart; the grace of this rich jewel is lost in concealment.

This field is so spacious that it were easy for a man to lose himself in it; and if I should spend all my pilgrimage in this walk, my time would sooner end than my way.

For every bad there might be a worse; and when one breaks his leg let him be thankful it was not his neck.

How endless is that volume which God hath written of the world! Every creature is a letter, every day a new page.

Not to be afflicted is a sign of weakness; for, therefore God imposeth no more on me, because He sees I can bear no more.

I have seldom seen much ostentation and much learning met together.

Those that dare lose a day, ate dangerously prodigal; those that dare misspend it, are desperate.