Man is his own star; and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man Commands all light, all influence, all fate. Nothing to him falls early, or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill,1 Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
Upon an Honest Mans Fortune.
Note 1. Every man hath a good and a bad angel attending on him in particular all his life long.Robert Burton: Anatomy of Melancholy, part i. sect. 2, memb. 1, subsect. 2. Burton also quotes Anthony Rusca in this connection, v. xviii. [back]