God shall be my hope, my stay, my guide and lantern to my feet.
We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Virtue that transgresses is but patched with sin; and sin that amends is but patched with virtue.
Be just, and fear not.
Confusion now hath made his masterpiece.
Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile; Filths savour but themselves.