He that has a house to put's head in has a good head-piece.
I pray you bear me henceforth from the noise and rumour of the field, where I may think the remnant of my thoughts in peace, and part of this body and my soul with contemplation and devout desires.
For honesty coupled to beauty, is to have honey a sauce to sugar.
What my tongue dares not that my heart shall say
a young woman in love always looks like patience on a monument smiling at grief
What can be happier than for a man, conscious of virtuous acts, and content with liberty, to despise all human affairs?