It Is One Of God's Blessings That

A Custom Loathsome To The Eye, Hateful To The Nose, Harmful To The Brain, Dangerous To The Lungs, And In The Black, Stinking Fume Thereof Nearest Resembling The Horrible Stygian Smoke Of The Pit That Is Bottomless.

To Make Women Learned And Foxes Tame Has The Same Effect - To Make Them More Cunning.

If I Were Not A King, I Would Be A University Man; And If It Were So That I Must Be A Prisoner, If I Might Have My Wish, I Would Desire To Have No Other Prison Than That Library [the Bodleian].

That Which We Call Wit Consists Much In Quickness And Tricks, And Is So Full Of Lightness That It Seldom Goes With Judgment And Solidity; But When They Do Meet, It Is Commonly In An Honest Man.

Were I Not A King, I Would Be A University Man.