...the Poet, He Nothing Affirmeth,

Liking Is Not Always The Child Of Beauty; But Whatsoever Is Liked, To The Liker Is Beautiful.

There Is Nothing Sooner Overthrows A Weak Head Than Opinion By Authority, Like Too Strong A Liquor For A Frail Glass.

Self-love Is Better Than Any Gilding To Make That Seem Gorgeous Wherein Ourselves Be Parties.

Vice Is But A Nurse Of Agonies.

You Will Never Live To My Age Without You Keep Yourselves In Breath With Exercise, And In Heart With Joyfulness.