...an Old Man Is Twice A Child.

But Indeed An Old Religious Uncle Of Mine Taught Me To Speak, Who Was In His Youth An Inland Man; One That Knew Courtship Too Well, For There He Fell In Love. I Have Heard Him Read Many Lectures Against It; And I Thank God I Am Not A Woman, To Be Touched With So Many Giddy Offenses As He Hath Generally Taxed Their Whole Sex Withal.

Madness In Great Ones Must Not Unwatched Go.

If There Be No Great Love In The Beginning, Yet Heaven May Decrease It Upon Better Acquaintance, When We Are Married And Have More Occasion To Know One Another: I Hope, Upon Familiarity Will Grow More Contempt.

To Have Seen Much And To Have Nothing Is To Have Rich Eyes And Poor Hands.

How Much More Doth Beauty Beauteous Seem By That Sweet Ornament Which Truth Doth Give!