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.

To me avarice seems not so much a vice as a deplorable piece of madness.

That miracles have been, I do believe; that they may yet be wrought by the living, I do not deny: but have no confidence in those which are fathered on the dead.

There are no grotesques in nature; not anything framed to fill up empty cantons, and unnecessary spaces.

Circles and right lines limit and close all bodies, and the mortal right-lined circle must conclude and shut up all.

The vices we scoff at in others laugh at us within ourselves.

A wise man is out of the reach of fortune.