A diamond, which is the hardest of stones, not yielding unto steel, emery or any other thing, is yet made soft by the blood of a goat.

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

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.

What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, though puzzling questions, are not beyond all conjecture.

The world, which took six days to make, is likely to take us six thousand years to make out.

All the wonders you seek are within yourself.

To be nameless in worthy deeds exceeds an infamous history.