We came into the world like brother and brother;And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.

But, good my brother, do not, as some ungracious pastors do. Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven whilst like a puffed and reckless libertine himself the primrose path of dalliance treads and wrecks not his own.

The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.

Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.

Hands, speak for me

You are one of those that will not serve God, if the devil bid you.