If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.

That soul that can reflect upon itself, consider itself, is more than so.

At most, the greatest persons are but great wens, and excrescences; men of wit and delightful conversation, but as morals for ornament, except they be so incorporated into the body of the world that they contribute something to the sustentation of the whole.

Pleasure is none, if not diversified.

All mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated....As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon, calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come: so this bell calls us all....No man is an island, entire of itself...any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

Sleep with clean hands, either kept clean all day by integrity or washed clean at night by repentance.

I did best when I had least truth for my subjects.