Saying Is One Thing And

Every Place Swarms With Commentaries; Of Authors There Is Great Scarcity.

From Obedience And Submission Comes All Our Virtues, And All Sin Is Comes From Self-opinion.

There Is Not One Of Us That Would Not Be Worse Than Kings, If So Continually Corrupted As They Are With A Sort Of Vermin Called Flatterers.

There Is Some Shadow Of Delight And Delicacy Which Smiles Upon And Flatters Us Even In The Very Lap Of Melancholy.

One Open Way Of Speaking Introduces Another Open Way Of Speaking, And Draws Out Discoveries, Like Wine And Love.