Many-have too rashly charged the troops of error, and remain as trophies unto the enemies of truth.

Where I cannot satisfy my reason, I love to humour my fancy.

But man is a Noble Animal, splendid in ashes, and pompous in the grave, solemnizing Nativities and Deaths with equal lustre, nor omitting Ceremonies of Bravery, in the infamy of his nature. Life is a pure flame, and we live by an invisible Sun within us.

There is nothing strictly immortal, but immortality. Whatever hath no beginning may be confident of no end.

God hath varied the inclinations of men according to the variety of actions to be performed.

As sins proceed they ever multiply, and like figures in arithmetic, the last stands for more than all that wert before it.

I had rather stand the shock of a basilisk than the fury of a merciless pen.