Reason! how many eyes hast thou to see evils, and how dim, nay, blind, thou art in preventing them.
Remember that in all miseries lamenting becomes fools, and action, wise folk.
Who will adhere to him that abandons himself?
Vice is but a nurse of agonies.
High honor is not only gotten and born by pain and danger, but must be nursed by the like, else it vanisheth as soon as it appears to the world.
It is a lively spark of nobleness to descend in most favour to one when he is lowest in affliction