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

Grave-stones tell truth scarce forty years. Generations pass while families last not three oaks.

A man may be in as just possession of the truth as of a city, and yet be forced to surrender.

Let the fruition of things bless the possession of them, and take no satisfaction in dying but living rich.

A man is never alone, not only because he is with himself and his own thoughts, but because he is with the Devil, who ever consorts with our solitude.

... indeed, what reason may not go to school to the wisdom of bees, ants, and spiders? What wise hand teacheth them to do what reason cannot teach us? Ruder heads stand amazed at those prodigious pieces of nature, whales, elephants, dromedaries, and camels; these, I confess, are the colossuses and majestick pieces of her hand; but in these narrow engines there is more curious mathematieks; and the civility of these little Citizens more neatly sets forth the wisdom of their Maker.

There is no man alone, because every man is a Microcosm, and carries the whole world about him.