There Is No Royal Road Or Ready

There Is Music Wherever There Is Harmony, Order And Proportion; And Thus Far We May Maintain The Music Of The Spheres; For Those Well Ordered Motions, And Regular Paces, Though They Give No Sound Unto The Ear, Yet To The Understanding They Strike A Note Most Full Of Harmony.

The World, Which Took Six Days To Make, Is Likely To Take Us Six Thousand Years To Make Out.

Flattery Is A Juggler, And No Kin Unto Sincerity.

Man Is A Noble Animal, Splendid In Ashes, And Pompous In The Grave.

Tis Hard To Find A Whole Age To Imitate, Or What Century To Propose For Example.