And, if I were so low that I accounted myself the worst of all, yet some would account themselves in worse case.

[W]e all lie down in our bed of earth as sure to wake as ever we can be to shut our eyes.

As you see in a pair of bellows, there is a forced breath without life, so in those that are puffed up with the wind of ostentation, there may be charitable words without works.

Moderation is the silken string running through the pearl chain of all virtues.

Those who give not till they die show that they would not then if they could keep it any longer.

If religion might be judged of according to men's intentions, there would scarcely be any idolatry in the world.

It is not the bee's touching on the flowers that gathers the honey, but her abiding for a time upon them, and drawing out the sweet.