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

Light that makes things seen, makes some things invisible.

Charity But how shall we expect charity towards others, when we are uncharitable to ourselves? Charity begins at home, is the voice of the world; yet is every man his greatest enemy, and, as it were, his own executioner.

We term sleep a death, and yet it is waking that kills us, and destroys those spirits that are the house of life.

I had rather stand the shock of a basilisk than the fury of a merciless pen.

Not to be content with Life is the unsatisfactory state of those which destroy themselves; who being afraid to live, run blindly upon their own Death, which no Man fears by Experience.

Life itself is but the shadow of death, and souls departed but the shadows of the living: All things fall under this name. The Sun itself is but the dark simulacrum, and the light but the shadow of God.