Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it.
Wicked is not much worse than indiscreet.
Pleasure is none, if not diversified.
But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.
Art is the most passionate orgy within man’s grasp.
Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.
But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a space.
Since you would save none of me, I bury some of you.
More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
Nature’s great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing.