Art is the perfection of nature, ... nature is the art of God.

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

The man without a navel still lives in me.

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

But the iniquity of oblivion blindly scattereth her poppy, and deals with the memory of men without distinction to merit of perpetuity.

It is we that are blind, not fortune; because our eye is too dim to discern the mystery of her effects, we foolishly paint her blind, and hoodwink the providence of the Almighty.

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.