Be more than man, or thou'rt less than an ant.

There is in every miracle a silent chiding of the world, and a tacit reprehension of them who require, or who need miracles.

One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

Pleasure is none, if not diversified.

Oh do not die, for I shall hate All women so, when thou art gone.

In the first minute that my soul is infused, the Image of God is imprinted in my soul; so forward is God in my behalf, and so early does he visit me.

As states subsist in part by keeping their weaknesses from being known, so is it the quiet of families to have their chancery and their parliament within doors, and to compose and determine all emergent differences there.