- So little in his purse, so much upon his back.
- 'Mongst all these stirs of discontented strife, O, let me lead an academic life; To know much, and to think for nothing, know Nothing to have, yet think we have enow.
- Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave.
- There is many a rich stone laid up in the bowels of the earth, many a fair pearl laid up in the bosom of the sea, that never was seen, nor never shall be.
- Moderation is the silken string running through the pearl chain of all virtues.
- Perfection is the child of time:
- He is wealthy enough, that wanteth not: he is great enough, that is his own master: he is happy enough, that lives to die well.
- A reputation once broken may possibly be repaired, but the world will always keep their eyes on the spot where the crack was.