Man is the only one that knows nothing, that can learn nothing without being taught. He can neither speak nor walk nor eat, and in short he can do nothing at the prompting of nature only, but weep.

There is an herb named in Latine Convolvulus (i.e. with wind), growing among shrubs and bushes, with carrieth a flower not unlike to this Lilly, save that it yeeldeth no smell nor hath those chives within; for whitenesse they resemble one another very much, as if Nature in making this floure were a learning and trying her skill how to frame the Lilly indeed.

How many things... are looked upon as quite impossible until they have been actually effected?

The javelin-snake amphiptere hurls itself from the branches of trees.

Wine refreshes the stomach, sharpens the appetite, blunts care and sadness, and conduces to slumber.

We live by reposing trust in each other.

This only is certain, that there is nothing certain.