What then is the wisdom of the times called old? Is it the wisdom of gray hairs? No. It is the wisdom of the cradle.

I can hardly thinke there was any scared into Heaven; they go the surest way to Heaven who would serve God without a Hell; other Mercenaries, that crouch unto Him in feare of Hell, though they terme themselves servants, are indeed but the slaves of the Almighty.

The religion of one seems madness unto another.

Man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes, and pompous in the grave.

If riches increase, let thy mind hold pace with them; and think it not enough to be liberal, but munificent.

Affection should not be too sharp eyed, and love is not made by magnifying glasses.

(Death is) A leap into the dark.