And new Philosophy calls all in doubt, the element of fire is quite put out; the Sun is lost, and the earth, and no mans wit can well direct him where to look for it.

Whilst my physicians by their love are grown Cosmographers, and I their map, who lie Flat on this bed.

Though truth and falsehood be Near twins, yet truth a little elder is.

I do not love a man, except I hate his vices, because those vices are the enemies, and the destruction of that friend whom I love.

That thou remember them, some claim as debt; I think it mercy, if thou wilt forget.

We are all conceived in close prison; in our mothers wombs, we are close prisoners all; when we are born, we are born but to the liberty of the house; prisoners still, though within larger walls; and then all our life is but a going out to the place of execution, to death.

As he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.