Lord deliver me from myself.

Oblivion is not to be hired.

Sleep is death's younger brother, and so like him, that I never dare trust him without my prayers.

All things began in Order, so shall they end, and so shall they begin again, according to the Ordainer of Order, and the mystical mathematicks of the City of Heaven.

Nor do they speak properly who say that time consumeth all things; for time is not effective, nor are bodies destroyed by it.

The discourses of the table among true loving friends are held in strict silence.

I could never divide myself from any man upon the difference of an opinion, or be angry with his judgment for not agreeing with me in that from which perhaps within a few days I should dissent myself.