How shall we expect charity towards others, when we are uncharitable to ourselves?

Affection should not be too sharp eyed, and love is not made by magnifying glasses.

I have tried if I could reach that great resolution . . . to be honest without a thought of Heaven or Hell.

The heart of man is the place the devil dwells in; I feel sometimes a hell within myself.

There are no grotesques in nature; not anything framed to fill up empty cantons, and unnecessary spaces.

The mortalist enemy unto knowledge, and that which hath done the greatest execution unto truth, has been a preemptory adhesion unto authority.

Men that look no further than their outsides, think health an appurtenance unto life, and quarrel with their constitutions for being sick; but I that have examined the parts of man, and know upon what tender filaments that fabric hangs, do wonder that we are not always so; and considering the thousand doors that lead to death, do thank my God that we can die but once.