How the purer spirit is united to his clod, is a knot too hard for fallen humanity to untie.

And for mathematical science, he that doubts their certainty hath need of a dose of hellebore.

To converse at the distance of the Indes by means of sympathetic contrivances may be as natural to future times as to us is a literary correspondence.

That though we are certain of many things, yet that Certainty is no absolute Infallibility, there still remains the possibility of our being mistaken in all matters of humane Belief and Inquiry.

It may not be impossible, but that our Faculties may be so construed, as always to deceive us in the things we judge most certain and assured.

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

There is nothing in words and styles out suitableness that makes them acceptable and effective.