Whosoever enjoys not this life, I count him but an apparition, though he wear about him the sensible affections of flesh. In these moral acceptions, the way to be immortal is to die daily.

There is nothing strictly immortal, but immortality. Whatever hath no beginning may be confident of no end.

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

Persecution is a bad and indirect way to plan religion.

It is we that are blind, not fortune.

I can hardly thinke there was any scared into Heaven; they go the surest way to Heaven who would serve God without a Hell; other Mercenaries, that crouch unto Him in feare of Hell, though they terme themselves servants, are indeed but the slaves of the Almighty.

Circles and right lines limit and close all bodies, and the mortal right-lined circle must conclude and shut up all.