Shakespeare was naturally learned; he needed not the spectacles of the books to read nature; he looked inward, and found her there.

Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.

The propriety of thoughts and words, which are the hidden beauties of a play, are but confusedly judged in the vehemence of action.

A happy genius is the gift of nature.

For secrets are edged tools, And must be kept from children and from fools.

Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

Faith is to believe what you do not yet see: the reward for this faith is to see what you believe. Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.