Every present occasion will catch the senses of the vain man; and with that bridle and saddle you may ride him.

Who will adhere to him that abandons himself?

Liking is not always the child of beauty; but whatsoever is liked, to the liker is beautiful.

Cupid makes it his sport to pull the warrior's plum.

There have been many most excellent poets that have never versified, and now swarm many versifiers that need never answer to the name of poets.

Laughter almost ever cometh of things most disproportioned to ourselves and nature: delight hath a joy in it either permanent or present; laughter hath only a scornful tickling.

In shame there is no comfort but to be beyond all bounds of shame.