Woman takes her being from man, man takes his well being from woman.
He that will be knighted must kneel for it, and he that will enter in at the strait gate must crowd for it-a gate made so on purpose, narrow and hard in the entrance, yet, after we have entered, wide and glorious, that after our pain our joy may be the sweeter.
Passion costs me too much to bestow it on every trifle.
The devil makes his Christmas-pie of lawyers' tongues and clerks' fingers.
Self-righteousness is the devil's masterpiece to make us think well of ourselves.
Sins are so remitted, as if they had never been committed.