Forcible ways make not an end of evil, but leave hatred and malice behind them.

Times before you, when even the living men were Antiquities; when the living might exceed the dead, and to depart this world, could not be properly said, to go unto the greater number.

Art is the perfection of nature, ... nature is the art of God.

Not to be content with Life is the unsatisfactory state of those which destroy themselves; who being afraid to live, run blindly upon their own Death, which no Man fears by Experience.

There is no such thing as solitude, nor anything that can be said to be alone and by itself but God, who is His own circle, and can subsist by Himself.

He that unburied lies wants not his hearse, For unto him a tomb's the Universe.

For the world, I count it not an inn, but a hospital; and a place not to live, but to die in.