It is not death, it is dying that alarms me.

No man dies before his hour. The time you leave behind was no more yours, than that which was before your birth, and concerneth you no more.

It is putting a very high price on one's conjectures to have someone roasted alive on their account.

The advantage of living is not measured by length, but by use; some men have lived long, and lived little; attend to it while you are in it. It lies in your will, not in the number of years, for you to have lived enough.

My opinion is that we must lend ourselves to others and give ourselves only to ourselves. If my will happened to be prone to mortgage and attach itself, I would not last: I am too tender, both by nature and by practice.

There is no passion so much transports the sincerity of judgment as doth anger

I give my opinion not as being good, but as being my own.