Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.

God is so omnipresent. . . . God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.

Who are a little wise the best fools be.

Men have conceived a twofold use of sleep; it is a refreshing of the body in this life, and a preparing of the soul for the next.

To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.

We love and understand talent; we wish it be within us. The truly gifted, those exceptional few, must wait for the world to catch up.

Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life.