It Is Not A Mind,

A Little Folly Is Desirable In Him That Will Not Be Guilty Of Stupidity.

The Most Unhappy And Frail Creatures Are Men And Yet They Are The Proudest.

No Man Dies Before His Hour. The Time You Leave Behind Was No More Yours, Than That Which Was Before Your Birth, And Concerneth You No More.

There Is Nothing On Which Men Are Commonly More Intent Than On Making A Way For Their Opinions.

Amongst All Other Vices There Is None I Hate More Than Cruelty, Both By Nature And Judgment, As The Extremest Of All Vices.