The avarice of the old: it's absurd to increase one's luggage as one nears the journey's end.

Robbing life of friendship is like robbing the world of the sun.

The freedom of poetic license.

The causes of events are ever more interesting than the events themselves.

Softly! Softly! I want none but the judges to hear me. The Jews have already gotten me into a fine mess, as they have many other gentleman. I have no desire to furnish further grist for their mills.

The celestial order and the beauty of the universe compel me to admit that there is some excellent and eternal Being, who deserves the respect and homage of men

That which is not forbidden, is not on that account permitted.