There is another man within me that's angry with me.

Men have lost their reason in nothing so much as their religion, wherein stones and clouts make martyrs.

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.

Though it be in the power of the weakest arm to take away life, it is not in the strongest to deprive us of death.

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

I have loved my friends as I do virtue, my soul, my God.

Oblivion is not to be hired.