There is a rabble among the gentry as well as the commonalty; a sort of plebeian heads whose fancy moves with the same wheel as these men?in the same level with mechanics, though their fortunes do sometimes gild their infirmities and their purses compound for their follies.

There is musick, even in the beauty and the silent note which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument.

Though it be in the power of the weakest arm to take away life, it is not in the strongest to deprive us of death.

To be nameless in worthy deeds exceeds an infamous history.

Many-have too rashly charged the troops of error, and remain as trophies unto the enemies of truth.

Light is the shadow of God.

Quotation mistakes, inadvertency, expedition, and human lapses, may make not only moles but warts in learned authors.