Nature has given us the seeds of knowledge, not knowledge itself.

We haven't time to spare to hear whether it was between Italy and Sicily that he ran into a storm or somewhere outside the world we know-when every day we're running into our own storms, spiritual storms, and driven by vice into all the troubles that Ulysses ever knew.

Not a soul takes thought how well he may live- only how long: yet a good life might be everybody's, a long one can be nobody's.

Believe me, that was a happy age, before the days of architects, before the days of builders.

The mind does not easily unlearn what it has been long in learning.

Virtue hath no virtue if it be not impugned; then appeareth how great it is, of what value and power it is, when by patience it approveth what it works.

Time hath often cured the wound which reason failed to heal.