Anger, though concealed, is betrayed by the countenance. ?That anger is not warrantable which hath seen two suns.
Why do I not seek some real good; one which I could feel, not one which I could display?
Death is a punishment to some, to others a gift and to many a favour.
In every good man a God doth dwell.
The foundation of the true joy is in the conscience.
Mercy often inflicts death.