It Is A Wise Mans Part, Rather

There Are Several Sorts Of Religions, Not Only In Different Parts Of The Island, But Even In Every Town; Some Worshipping The Sun, Others The Moon Or One Of The Planets.

Yea, Marry, Now It Is Somewhat, For Now It Is Rhyme; Before, It Was Neither Rhyme Nor Reason.

One Man To Live In Pleasure And Wealth, Whiles All Other Weap And Smart For It, That Is The Part Not Of A King, But Of A Jailor.

Whoever Loveth Me, Loveth My Hound.

Nobody Owns Anything But Everyone Is Rich - For What Greater Wealth Can There Be Than Cheerfulness, Peace Of Mind, And Freedom From Anxiety?