It's the great soul that surrenders itself to fate, but a puny degenerate thing that struggles.

That which takes effect by chance is not an art.

Such is the blindness, nay the insanity of mankind, that some men are driven to death by the fear of it.

Who is everywhere is nowhere. When a person spends all his time in foreign travel, he ends by having many acquaintances, but no friends.

Everything is the product of one universal creative effort. There is nothing dead in Nature.

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.

Let us not seek our disease out of ourselves; 'tis in us, and planted in our bowels; and the mere fact that we do not perceive ourselves to be sick, renders us more hard to be cured.