I love to lose myself in a mystery to pursue my reason to an O altitudo.
We term sleep a death by which we may be literally said to die daily; in fine, so like death, I dare not trust it without my prayers.
Be substantially great in thyself, and more than thou appearest unto others.
Gardens were before gardeners, and but some hours after the earth.
Let the fruition of things bless the possession of them, and take no satisfaction in dying but living rich.
Thus there are two books from whence I collect my Divinity; besides that written one of God, another of his servant Nature, that universal and public Manuscript, that lies expans'd unto the eyes of all; those that never saw him in the one, have discovered him in the other.