Wisdom Not Only Gets, But Once Got,

The Heart Is A Small Thing, But Desireth Great Matters. It Is Not Sufficient For A Kite's Dinner, Yet The Whole World Is Not Sufficient For It.

How Is The Anxious Soul Of Man Befool'd In His Desire, That Thinks An Hectic Fever May Be Cool'd In Flames Of Fire?

Luxury Is An Enticing Pleasure, A Bastard Mirth, Which Hath Honey In Her Mouth, Gall In Her Heart, And A Sting In Her Tail.

The Fountain Of Beauty Is The Heart And Every Generous Thought Illustrates The Walls Of Your Chamber.

False World, Thou Ly'st: Thou Canst Not Lend The Least Delight: Thy Favours Cannot Gain A Friend, They Are So Slight.