Spare the rod and spoil the child - that is true. But, beside the rod, keep an apple to give him when he has done well.

Nothing on earth is so well-suited to make the sad merry, the merry sad, to give courage to the despairing, to make the proud humble, to lessen envy and hate, as music.

Angels are our true and trusty servants, performing offices and works that one poor miserable mendicant would be ashamed to do for another.

Unthankfulness is theft.

God created the world out of nothing, and so long as we are nothing, He can make something out of us.

Those with prodigious skill in music are better suited for all things.

There is no gown or garment that worse becomes a woman than when she will be wise.