Lord Deliver Me From Myself.

For God Is Like A Skilfull Geometrician.

I Have Loved My Friends As I Do Virtue, My Soul, My God.

Gardens Were Before Gardeners, And But Some Hours After The Earth.

A Diamond, Which Is The Hardest Of Stones, Not Yielding Unto Steel, Emery Or Any Other Thing, Is Yet Made Soft By The Blood Of A Goat.

I Had Rather Stand The Shock Of A Basilisk Than The Fury Of A Merciless Pen.