Sweet are the uses of adversity

I do know when the blood burns, how prodigal the soul lends the tongue vows.

Allow not nature more than nature needs.

We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers Deny us for our good; so find we profit By losing of our prayers.

so full of shapes is fancy

I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.

Lord Bacon told Sir Edward Coke when he was boasting, The less you speak of your greatness, the more shall I think of it.