No one should approach the temple of science with the soul of a money changer.

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.

Lord deliver me from myself.

Let the fruition of things bless the possession of them, and take no satisfaction in dying but living rich.

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

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