The nature of things betrays itself more readily under the vexations of art than in its natural freedom.

Fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and drowns things weighty and solid.

He who desires solitude is either an animal or a god.

All of our actions take their hue from the complexion of the heart, as landscapes their variety from light.

The human understanding, when any preposition has been once laid down... forces everything else to add fresh support and confirmation; and although more cogent and abundant instances may exist to the contrary, yet it either does not observe them or it despises them, or it gets rid of and rejects them by some distinction, with violent and injurious prejudice, rather than sacrifice the authority of its first conclusions.

Money is like muck, not good unless spread.

Medicine is a science which hath been (as we have said) more professed than laboured, and yet more laboured than advanced: the labour having been, in my judgment, rather in circle than in progression. For I find much iteration, but small addition. It considereth causes of diseases, with the occasions or impulsions; the diseases themselves, with the accidents; and the cures, with the preservation.