We have a mistaken notion of antiquity, calling that so which in truth is the world's nonage.

They that never peeped beyond the common belief in which their easy understandings were at first indoctrinated are strongly assured of the truth of their receptions.

The woman in us still prosecutes a deceit like that begun in the garden.

The understanding also hath its idiosyncrasies as well as other faculties.

What's impossible to all humanity may be possible to the metaphysics and physiology of angels.

The sages of old live again in us, and in opinions there is a metempsychosis.

We cannot conceive how the Foetus is form'd in the Womb, nor as much as how a Plant springs from the Earth we tread on ... And if we are ignorant of the most obvious things about us, and the most considerable within our selves, 'tis then no wonder that we know not the constitution and powers of the creatures, to whom we are such strangers.