Those Who Give Not Till They Die

If Religion Might Be Judged Of According To Men's Intentions, There Would Scarcely Be Any Idolatry In The World.

The Malcontent Is Neither Well, Full Nor Fasting; And Though He Abounds With Complaints, Yet Nothing Dislikes Him But The Present; For What He Condemns While It Was, Once Passed, He Magnifies And Strives To Recall It Out Of The Jaw Of Time. What He Hath He Seeth Not, His Eyes Are So Taken Up With What He Wants; And What He Sees He Careth Not For, Because Be Cares So Much For That Which Is Not.

A Good Man Is Kinder To His Enemy Than Bad Men Are To Their Friends.

Nothing Fools People As Much As Extreme Passion.

It Is Not The Bee's Touching On The Flowers That Gathers The Honey, But Her Abiding For A Time Upon Them, And Drawing Out The Sweet.