The world, which took six days to make, is likely to take us six thousand years to make out.

Half our days we pass in the shadow of the earth; and the brother of death exacteth a third part of our lives.

Quotation mistakes, inadvertency, expedition, and human lapses, may make not only moles but warts in learned authors.

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 be content with death may be better than to desire it.

For my part, I have ever believed, and do now know, that there are witches.

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