The Plague Of Man Is Boasting Of

Let Us A Little Permit Nature To Take Her Own Way; She Better Understands Her Own Affairs Than We.

There Are As Many And Innumerable Degrees Of Wit, As There Are Cubits Between This And Heaven.

We Owe Subjection And Obedience To All Our Kings, Whether Good Or Bad, Alike, For That Has Respect Unto Their Office; But As To Esteem And Affection, These Are Only Due To Their Virtue.

He Who Is Not Sure Of His Memory, Should Not Undertake The Trade Of Lying.

Man Is Forming Thousands Of Ridiculous Relations Between Himself And God.