Never King Dropped Out Of The Clouds.

The World Cannot Be Governed Without Juggling.

When Men Comfort Themselves With Philosophy, 'tis Not Because They Have Got Two Or Three Sentences, But Because They Have Digested Those Sentences, And Made Them Their Own: Philosophy Is Nothing But Discretion.

A Glorious Church Is Like A Magnificent Feast; There Is All The Variety That May Be, But Every One Chooses Out A Dish Or Two That He Likes, And Lets The Rest Alone: How Glorious Soever The Church Is, Every One Chooses Out Of It His Own Religion, By Which He Governs Himself, And Lets The Rest Alone.

I Have Taken Much Pains To Know Everything That Is Esteemed Worth Knowing Amongst Men; But With All My Reading, Nothing Now Remains To Comfort Me At The Close Of This Life But This Passage Of St. Paul: "it Is A Faithful Saying, And Worthy Of All Acceptation, That Jesus Christ Came Into The World To Save Sinners." To This I Cleave, And Herein Do I Find Rest.

In A Troubled State We Must Do As In Foul Weather Upon A River, Not Think To Cut Directly Through, For The Boat May Be Filled With Water; But Rise And Fall As The Waves Do, And Give Way As Much As We Conveniently Can.