All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul.

There is but one way I know of conversing safely with all men; that is, not by concealing what we say or do, but by saying or doing nothing that deserves to be concealed.

Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart. One self-approving hour whole years outweighs Of stupid starers and of loud huzzas; And more true joy Marcellus exil'd feels Than Cæsar with a senate at his heels. In parts superior what advantage lies? Tell (for you can) what is it to be wise? 'T is but to know how little can be known; To see all others' faults, and feel our own.

Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise; My footstool earth, my canopy the skies.

This long disease, my life.

Man, like the generous vine, supported lives; the strength he gains is from the embrace he gives.

What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease.