The man without a navel still lives in me.

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

I had rather stand the shock of a basilisk than the fury of a merciless pen.

Nature proceeds little by little from things lifeless to animal life in such a way that it is impossible to determine the exact line ure hath made one world, and art another. In brief, all things are artificial; for nature is the Art of God.

I cannot tell by what logic we call a toad, a bear, or an elephant ugly; they being created in those outward shapes and figures which best express the actions of their inward forms.

Let him have the key of thy heart, who hath the lock of his own.

To believe only possibilities is not faith, but mere Philosophy.