Aesop, that great man, saw his master making water as he walked. "What!" he said, "Must we void ourselves as we run?" Use our timeas best we may, yet a great part of it will still be idly and ill spent.

Most pleasures embrace us but to strangle.

We every day and every hour say things of another that we might more properly say of ourselves, could we but apply our observations to our own concerns.

I walk firmer and more secure uphill than down.

The most universal quality is diversity.

Since we cannot match it let us take our revenge by abusing it.

Can anything be imagined so ridiculous that this miserable and wretched creature, who is not so much as master of himself, but subject to the injuries of all things, should call himself master and emperor of the world, of which he has not power to know the least part, much less to command the whole?