“Know'st thou not well, with thy superior wisdom, that
On a vain tongue punishment is inflicted?”

“Man," I cried, "how ignorant art thou in thy pride of wisdom!”

“Let not thy peace depend on the tongues of men; for whether they judge well of thee or ill, thou art not on that account other than thyself. Where are true peace and true glory? Are they not in God?”

“Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers?
O sweet content!
Art thou rich, yet is thy mind perplex'd?
O punishment!”

“Be kind to thy father, for when thou wert young,
Who loved thee so fondly as he?
He caught the first accents that fell from thy tongue,
And joined in thy innocent glee.”

“What thou lovest well remains,
the rest is dross
What thou lov’st well shall not be reft from thee
What thou lov’st well is thy true heritage”

“…Wisdom says: be strong! Then canst thou bear more joy. Be not animal; refine thy rapture! If thou drink, drink by the eight and ninety rules of art: if thou love, exceed by delicacy; and if thou do aught joyous, let there be subtlety therein!”

“All pain is a punishment, and every punishment is inflicted for love as much as for justice.”

“Let thy mind rule thy tongue!”

“O God, help me to win, but in thy wisdom if thou willest me not to win, then O God, make me a good loser.”