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

Man doth not yield him to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will.

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

The precipitancy of disputation, and the stir and noise of passions that usually attend it, must needs be prejudicial to verity.

The union of a sect within itself is a pitiful charity; it's no concord of Christians, but a conspiracy against Christ; and they that love one another for their opinionative concurrence, love for their own sakes, not their Lord's.

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

Time, as a river, hath brought down to us what is more light and superficial, while things more solid and substantial have been immersed.