Our erected wit maketh us to know what perfection is.

How violently do rumors blow the sails of popular judgments! How few there be that can discern between truth and truth-likeness, between shows and substance!

Solitude, the sly enemy that doth separate a man from well-doing.

A just cause and a zealous defender make an imperious resolution cut off the tediousness of cautious discussions.

Remember that in all miseries lamenting becomes fools, and action, wise folk.

The lightsome countenance of a friend giveth such an inward decking to the house where it lodgeth, as proudest palaces have cause to envy the gilding.

It is the nature of the strong heart, that like the palm tree it strives ever upwards when it is most burdened.