Desire Of Greatness Is A Godlike Sin.

Pity Only On Fresh Objects Stays, But With The Tedious Sight Of Woes Decays.

Humility And Resignation Are Our Prime Virtues.

All Authors To Their Own Defects Are Blind.

All Delays Are Dangerous In War.

Not Sharp Revenge, Nor Hell Itself Can Find, A Fiercer Torment Than A Guilty Mind, Which Day And Night Doth Dreadfully Accuse, Condemns The Wretch, And Still The Charge Renews.