Virtue Is Chok'd With Foul Ambition

To Be Merry Best Becomes You; For, Out Of Question, You Were Born In A Merry Hour.

My Cousin's A Fool, And Thou Art Another.

I Were Better To Be Eaten To Death With A Rust Than To Be Scoured To Nothing With Perpetual Motion.

I Am Not Only Witty In Myself, But The Cause That Wit Is In Other Men.

If Circumstances Lead Me, I Will Find Where Truth Is Hid, Though It Were Hid Indeed Within The Centre.