I desire that death find me ready and writing, or if it please Christ, praying and intears.

Life in itself is short enough, but the physicians with their art, know to their amusement, how to make it still shorter.

Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.

Often on earth the gentlest heart is fain To feed and banquet on another's woe.

And men go about to wonder at the heights of the mountains, and the mighty waves of the sea, and the wide sweep of rivers, and the circuit of the ocean, and the revolution of the stars, but themselves they consider not.

For though I am a body of this earth, my firm desire is born from the stars.

The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.