I listen with attention to the judgment of all men; but so far as I can remember, I have followed none but my own.

The virtue of the soul does not consist in flying high, but in walking orderly.

The memory represents to us not what we choose but what it pleases.

And as hearbes and trees are bettered and fortified by being transplanted, so formes of speach are embellished and graced by variation.... As in our ordinary language, we shall sometimes meete with excellent phrases, and quaint metaphors, whose blithnesse fadeth through age, and colour is tarnish by to common using them.

If I speak of myself in different ways, that is because I look at myself in different ways.

I determine nothing; I do not comprehend things; I suspend judgment; I examine.

One man may have some special knowledge at first-hand about the character of a river or a spring, who otherwise knows only what everyone else knows. Yet to give currency to this shred of information, he will undertake to write on the whole science of physics. From this fault many great troubles spring.