The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.

[It is a basic principle of a tyrant] to unarm his people of weapons, money and all means whereby they resist his power.

The world is itself but a larger prison, out of which some are daily selected for execution.

No one is wise or safe, but they that are honest.

Our immortal souls, while righteous, are by God himself beautified with the title of his own image and similitude.

Remember, that if thou marry for beauty, thou bindest thyself all thy life for that which, perchance, will never last nor please thee one year; and when thou hast it, it will be to thee of no price at all.

Take special care that thou never trust any friend or servant with any matter that may endanger thine estate; for so shalt thou make thyself a bond-slave to him that thou trustest, and leave thyself always to his mercy.