“When we our betters see bearing our woes,We scarcely think our miseries our foes.”

“Sometimes when we are labeled, when we are branded our brand becomes our calling.”

“We, ignorant of ourselves,Beg often our own harms, which the wise powersDeny us for our good; so find we profitBy losing of our prayers.”

“We all are men, in our own natures frail, and capable of our flesh; few are angels.”

“You see we do, yet see you but our handsAnd this the bleeding business they have done:Our hearts you see not; they are pitiful”

“It is silliness to live when to live is torment, and then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician.”

“Tis in ourselves that we are thusor thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the whichour wills are gardeners: so that if we will plantnettles, or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed upthyme, supply it with one gender of herbs, ordistract it with many, either to have it sterilewith idleness, or manured with industry, why, thepower and corrigible authority of this lies in ourwills. If the balance of our lives had not onescale of reason to poise another of sensuality, theblood and baseness of our natures would conduct usto most preposterous conclusions: but we havereason to cool our raging motions, our carnalstings, our unbitted lusts, whereof I take this thatyou call love to be a sect or scion.”