The Blood That Is Once

Surely The Mischief Of Hypocrisy Can Never Be Enough Inveighed Against. When Religion Is In Request, It Is The Chief Malady Of The Church, And Numbers Die Of It; Though Because It Is A Subtle And Inward Evil, It Be Little Perceived. It Is To Be Feared There Are Many Sick Of It, That Look Well And Comely In God's Outward Worship, And They May Pass Well In Good Weather, In Times Of Peace; But Days Of Adversity Are Days Of Trial.

[w]e All Lie Down In Our Bed Of Earth As Sure To Wake As Ever We Can Be To Shut Our Eyes.

Garments That Have Once One Rent In Them Are Subject To Be Torn On Every Nail, And Glasses That Are Once Cracked Are Soon Broken; Such Is Man's Good Name Once Tainted With Just Reproach.

Ambition Is Torment Enough For An Enemy; For It Affords As Much Discontentment In Enjoying As In Want, Making Men Like Poisoned Rats, Which, When They Have Tasted Of Their Bane, Cannot Rest Till They Drink, And Then Can Much Less Rest Till They Die

Worldly Ambition Is Founded On Pride Or Envy, But Emulation, Or Laudable Ambition, Is Actually Founded In Humility; For It Evidently Implies That We Have A Low Opinion Of Our Present Attainments, And Think It Necessary To Be Advanced.