Indeed, I was so afraid to dishonour my friends and family by my indiscreet actions, that I rather chose to be accounted a fool, than to be thought rude or wanton.

Prosperity is like perfume, it often makes the head ache.

Everyone's conscience in religion is between God and themselves, and it belongs to none other.

Some brains are barren grounds, that will not bring seed or fruit forth, unless they are well manured with the old wit which is raked from other writers and speakers.

For I had rather die in the adventure ot noble achievements, then live in obscure and sluggish security.

who can Perswade more Powerfully than Poets?

The truth is, we [women] live like bats, or owls, labor like beasts, and die like worms.