What a glut of books! Who can read them?

No cord or cable can draw so forcibly, or bind so fast, as love can do with a single thread.

They [i.e. ambitious men] may not cease, but as a dog in a wheel, a bird in a cage, or a squirrel in a chain, so Budaeus compares them; they climb and climb still, with much labour, but never make an end, never at the top.

Old friends become bitter enemies on a sudden for toys and small offenses.

Let thy fortune be what it will, 'tis thy mind alone that makes thee poor or rich, miserable or happy.

Melancholy can be overcome only by melancholy.

Be not solitary, be not idle