Out of all those centuries the Greeks can count seven sages at the most, and if anyone looks at them more closely I swear he'll not find so much as a half-wise man or even a third of a wise man among them.

Of two evils choose the least.

Now what else is the whole life of mortals, but a sort of comedy in which the various actors, disguised by various costumes and masks, walk on and play each ones part until the manager walks them off the stage?

Almost all Christians being wretchedly enslaved to blindness and ignorance, which the priests are so far from preventing or removing, that they blacken the darkness, and promote the delusion: wisely foreseeing that the people (like cows, which never give down their milk so well as when they are gently stroked), would part with less if they knew more.

Only a very few can be learned, but all can be Christian, all can be devout, and – I shall boldly add – all can be theologians.

God has administered to us of the present age, a bitter draught and a harsh physician, on account of our abounding infirmities.

Don't give your advice before you are called upon.