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

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.

Melancholy can be overcome only by melancholy.

Worldly wealth is the Devil's bait; and those whose minds feed upon riches recede, in general, from real happiness, in proportion as their stores increase, as the moon, when she is fullest, is farthest from the sun.

To enlarge or illustrate this power and effect of love is to set a candle in the sun.

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

[T]hou canst not think worse of me than I do of myself.