We Must Think What We Say, And

The Soul Debases Her Self, When She Sets Her Affections On Any Thing But Her Creator.

Tis Very Great Pity That They Who Are So Apt To Over-rate Themselves In Smaller Matters, Shou'd, Where It Most Concerns Them To Know, And Stand Upon Their Value, Be So Insensible Of Their Own Worth.

How Can You Be Content To Be In The World Like Tulips In A Garden, To Make A Fine Show, And Be Good For Nothing.

. . . He Who Only Or Chiefly Chose For Beauty, Will In A Little Time Find The Same Reason For Another Choice.

Every Body Has So Good An Opinion Of Their Own Understanding As To Think Their Own Way The Best.