I am not so much afraid of death, as ashamed thereof, 'tis the very disgrace and ignominy of our natures.

I love to lose myself in a mystery to pursue my reason to an O altitudo.

It is the common wonder of all men, how among so many million faces, there should be none alike.

(Death is) A leap into the dark.

I am in no way facetious, nor disposed for the mirth and galliardize of company, yet in one dream I can compose a whole Comedy, behold the action, apprehend the jests, and laugh myself awake at the conceits thereof.

There is a rabble among the gentry as well as the commonalty; a sort of plebeian heads whose fancy moves with the same wheel as these men?in the same level with mechanics, though their fortunes do sometimes gild their infirmities and their purses compound for their follies.

Therefore for Spirits, I am so far from denying their existence that I could easily believe, that not only whole Countries, but particular persons, have their Tutelary and Guardian Angels.