I can cure the gout or stone in some, sooner than Divinity, Pride, or Avarice in others.
We term sleep a death by which we may be literally said to die daily; in fine, so like death, I dare not trust it without my prayers.
Rough diamonds may sometimes be mistaken for worthless pebbles.
Death hath a thousand doors to let out life. I shall find one.
To me avarice seems not so much a vice as a deplorable piece of madness.
No one should approach the temple of science with the soul of a money changer.