Sweet food of sweetly uttered knowledge.

Music, I say, the most divine striker of the senses.

Ambition thinks no face so beautiful as that which looks from under a crown.

I willingly confess that it likes me better when I find virtue in a fair lodging than when I am bound to seek it in an ill-favored creature.

It is a lively spark of nobleness to descend in most favour to one when he is lowest in affliction

Plato found fault that the poets of his time filled the world with wrong opinions of the gods, making light tales of that unspotted essence, and therefore would not have the youth depraved with such opinions.

Blasphemous words betray the vain foolishness of the speaker.