Heaven Hath Many Tongues To

What Fools Are We, To Be Besotted With The Love Of Our Own Trouble, And To Hate Our Liberty And Rest!

God Loveth Adverbs; And Cares Not How Good, But How Well.

Nothing Fools People As Much As Extreme Passion.

It Is A Shame For The Tongue To Cast Itself Upon The Uncertain Pardon Of Other's Ears

This Field Is So Spacious That It Were Easy For A Man To Lose Himself In It; And If I Should Spend All My Pilgrimage In This Walk, My Time Would Sooner End Than My Way.