I can cure the gout or stone in some, sooner than Divinity, Pride, or Avarice in others.

To make an end of all things on Earth, and our Planetical System of the World, he (God) need but put out the Sun.

To ruminate upon evils, to make critical notes upon injuries, and be too acute in their apprehensions, is to add unto our own tortures, to feather the arrows of our enemies, to lash ourselves with the scorpions of our foes, and to resolve to sleep no more.

To be nameless in worthy deeds exceeds an infamous history.

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 surely a piece of divinity in us, something was before the elements, and owes no homage unto the sun.

To be content with death may be better than to desire it.