Ah Fair Zenocrate, Divine Zenocrate, Fair Is

Religion! O Diabole! Fie, I Am Asham'd, However That I Seem, To Think A Word Of Such Simple Sound, Of Such Great Matter Should Be Made The Ground.

The Griefs Of Private Men Are Soon Allayed, But Not Of Kings.

I Count Religion But A Childish Toy, And Hold There Is No Sin But Ignorance.

Time Doth Run With Calm And Silent Foot, Shortening My Days And Thread Of Vital Life.

While Money Doesn't Buy Love, It Puts You In A Great Bargaining Position.