As for plenty, we had not only for necessity, conveniency and decency, but for delight and pleasure to superfluity.

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

And though my Lord hath lost his estate and been banished out of his country, yet neither despised poverty nor pinching necessity could make him break the bonds of friendship or weaken his loyal duty.

But if our sex would but well consider and rationally ponder, they will perceive and find that it is neither words nor place that can advance them, but worth and merit.

For disorder obstructs: besides, it doth disgust life, distract the appetities, and yield no true relish to the senses.

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

One may be my very good friend, and yet not of my opinion.