Whence we see spiders, flies, or ants entombed and preserved forever in amber, a more than royal tomb.
The cord breaketh at last by the weakest pull.
The inclination to goodness is imprinted deeply in the nature of man.
For what a man would like to be true, that he more readily believes.
Revenge is a kind of wild justice, which the more a man's nature runs to, the more ought law to weed it out.
Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the Infinite.