Did you ever see a fellow hanged? I saw dozens of them, he assured me solemnly, and they all died roaring.

Our tears are bottled, to signify that our griefs are carefully measured; and they are booked, to teach us that they are numbered.—Psal[ms] lvi. 8. Our tears being bottled, and ledgered, will signify that our afflictions are not the effects of change, but the registered dispensations of heaven. Ay, and your enjoyments are by lot.

[…] Overbury in the mean time might write clamorous and furious Letters to his Friends,

They wear conventional clothes, eat conventional food, and keep conventional hours.