I envy no man that knows more than myself, but pity them that know less.

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.

Yes, even amongst wiser militants, how many wounds have been given, and credits slain, for the poor victory of an opinion, or beggarly conquest of a distinction.

By compassion we make others' misery our own, and so, by relieving them, we relieve ourselves also.

Rough diamonds may sometimes be mistaken for worthless pebbles.

He is rich who hath enough to be charitable.

Where we desire to be informed 'tis good to contest with men above ourselves; but to confirm and establish our opinions, 'tis best to argue with judgments below our own, that the frequent spoils and victories over their reasons may settle in ourselves an esteem and confirmed opinion of our own.