Physicians are like kings- They brook no contradiction.

Are you grown an atheist? Will you turn your body, Which is the goodly palace of the soul, To the soul's slaughter-house? Oh, the curse' d devil, Which doth present us with all other sins Thrice-candied o'er.

When a man's mind rides faster than his horse can gallop they quickly both tire.

That friend a great man's ruin strongly checks, who rails into his belief all his defects.

I do love these ancient ruins. We never tread upon them but we set Our foot upon some reverend history.

The chiefest action for a man of great spirit is never to be out of action... the soul was never put into the body to stand still.

Heaven fashioned us of nothing; and we strive to bring ourselves to nothing.