To The Old, Long Life And Treasure;

Words Borrowed Of Antiquity Do Lend A Kind Of Majesty To Style, And Are Not Without Their Delight Sometimes. For They Have The Authority Of Years, And Out Of Their Intermission Do Win To Themselves A Kind Of Grace-like Newness. But The Eldest Of The Present, And Newest Of The Past Language, Is The Best.

True Happiness Consists Not In The Multitude Of Friends, But In The Worth And Choice.

I Perceive Affection Makes A Fool Of Any Man Too Much The Father.

Affliction Teacheth A Wicked Person Sometime To Pray; Prosperity Never.

A Good Man Will Avoid The Spot Of Any Sin. The Very Aspersion Is Grievous, Which Makes Him Choose His Way In His Life, As He Would In His Journey.