"To smell to a turf of fresh earth is wholesome for the body; no less are thoughts of mortality cordial to the soul."

“[T]hey which play with the devils rattles, will be brought by degrees to wield his sword[.]”

“Many favors which God giveth us ravel out for want of hemming, through our own unthankfulness; for though prayer purchaseth blessings, giving praise doth keep the quiet possession of them.”

“Do not in an instant what an age cannot recompense.”

“He will make a strange combustion in the state of his soul, who at the landing of every cockboat sets the beacons on fire.”

“A fox should not be of the jury at a goose's trial.”

“Scoff not at the natural defects of any which are not in their power to amend. Oh 't is cruelty to beat a cripple with his own crutches.”