He who must needs have company, must needs have sometimes bad company.

We do but learn to-day what our better advanced judgements will unteach us tomorrow.

Grave-stones tell truth scarce forty years. Generations pass while families last not three oaks.

As for those wingy mysteries in divinity, and airy subtleties in religion, which have unhinged the brains of better heads, they never stretched the pia mater of mine; methinks there be not impossibilities enough in Religion for an active faith.

Gardens were before gardeners, and but some hours after the earth.

We censure others but as they disagree from that humor which we fancy laudable in ourselves, and commend others but for that wherein they seem to quadrate and consent with us.

There is no man alone, because every man is a Microcosm, and carries the whole world about him.