Rough diamonds may sometimes be mistaken for worthless pebbles.

As for those wingy mysteries in divinity, and airy subtleties in religion, which have unhinged the brains of better heads, they never stretched the pia mater of mine; methinks there be not impossibilities enough in Religion for an active faith.

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.

Gravestones tell truth scarce forty years.

Light is but the shadow of God.

I believe the world grows near its end, yet is neither old nor decayed, nor will ever perish upon the ruins of its own principles.

They that endeavour to abolish vice destroy also virtue, for contraries, though they destroy one another, are yet the life of one another.