To be nameless in worthy deeds exceeds an infamous history.

Forcible ways make not an end of evil, but leave hatred and malice behind them.

I love to lose myself in a mystery to pursue my reason to an O altitudo.

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

What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, though puzzling questions, are not beyond all conjecture.

There is no such thing as solitude, nor anything that can be said to be alone and by itself but God, who is His own circle, and can subsist by Himself.

Light that makes things seen, makes some things invisible.