There Is No Royal Road

God Hath Varied The Inclinations Of Men According To The Variety Of Actions To Be Performed.

The Man Without A Navel Still Lives In Me.

A Wise Man Is Out Of The Reach Of Fortune.

I Could Never Divide Myself From Any Man Upon The Difference Of An Opinion, Or Be Angry With His Judgment For Not Agreeing With Me In That From Which Perhaps Within A Few Days I Should Dissent Myself.

The Service Of Love Is The Foolishest Act A Wise Man Commits In All His Life, Nor Is There Anything That Will More Deject His Cool'd Imagination, When He Shall Consider What An Odd And Unworthy Piece Of Folly He Hath Committed.