Neither Bribe Nor Loose Thy Right.

The Soule Needs Few Things, The Body Many.

There Is An Hour Wherein A Man Might Be Happy All His Life, Could He Find It.

My House, My House, Though Thou Art Small, Thou Art To Me The Escurial.

The Reasons Of The Poore Weigh Not. [the Reasons Of The Poor Weigh Not.]

Happie Is Hee That Chastens Himselfe.