Long time men lay oppress'd with slavish fear Religion's tyranny did domineer ... At length a mighty one of Greece began To assert the natural liberty of man, By senseless terrors and vain fancies let To slavery. Straight the conquered phantoms fled.

So it is more useful to watch a man in times of peril, and in adversity to discern what kind of man he is; for then at last words of truth are drawn from the depths of his heart, and the mask is torn off, reality remains.

Human life lay foul before men's eyes, crushed to the dust beneath religion's weight.

Nothing from nothing ever yet was born.

From the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even amid the flowers.

The water hollows out the stone, not by force but drop by drop.

It's easier to avoid the snares of love than to escape once you are in that net whose cords and knots are strong; but even so, enmeshed, entangled, you can still get out unless, poor fool, you stand in your own way.