Physic, For The Most Part, Is Nothing

The Jealous Man's Disease Is Of So Malignant A Nature, That It Converts All It Takes Into Its Own Nourishment.

The Lord My Pasture Shall Prepare, And Feed Me With A Shepherd's Care; His Presence Shall My Wants Supply, And Guard Me With A Watchful Eye.

A Man Improves More By Reading The Story Of A Person Eminent For Prudence And Virtue, Than By The Finest Rules And Precepts Of Morality.

My Death And Life, My Bane And Antidote, Are Both Before Me.

Plutarch Says Very Finely That A Man Should Not Allow Himself To Hate Even His Enemies.