It Is Not Sin That Kills The

Even The Best Things Ill Used Become Evils; And, Contrarily, The Worst Things Used Well Prove Good.

Worldly Ambition Is Founded On Pride Or Envy, But Emulation, Or Laudable Ambition, Is Actually Founded In Humility; For It Evidently Implies That We Have A Low Opinion Of Our Present Attainments, And Think It Necessary To Be Advanced.

That Which The French Proverb Hath Of Sickness Is True Of All Evils, That They Come On Horseback, And Go Away On Foot; We Have Often Seen A Sudden Fall Or One Meal's Surfeit Hath Stuck By Many To Their Graves; Whereas Pleasures Come Like Oxen, Slow, And Heavily, And Go Away Like Post-horses, Upon The Spur.

Those That Dare Lose A Day, Ate Dangerously Prodigal; Those That Dare Misspend It, Are Desperate.

How Easy It Is For Men To Be Swollen With Admiration Of Their Own Strength And Glory, And To Be Lifted Up So High As To Lose Sight Both Of The Ground Whence They Rose, And The Hand That Advanced Them.