Truth is the cry of all, but the game of few.

For my own private satisfaction, I had rather be master of my own time than wear a diadem.

Westward the course of empire takes its way; The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day: Time's noblest offspring is the last.

Nothing can be plainer, than that the motions, changes, decays, and dissolutions, which we hourly see befall natural bodies (and which is what we mean by the course of nature), cannot possibly affect an active, simple, uncompounded substance: such a being therefore is indissoluble by the force of nature, that is to say, the soul of man is naturally immortal.

He who says there is no such thing as an honest man, you may be sure is himself a knave.

In short, if there were external bodies, it is impossible we should ever come to know it; and if there were not, we might have the very same reasons to think there were that we have now.

A ray of imagination or of wisdom may enlighten the universe, and glow into remotest centuries.