By compassion we make others' misery our own, and so, by relieving them, we relieve ourselves also.

I can hardly thinke there was any scared into Heaven; they go the surest way to Heaven who would serve God without a Hell; other Mercenaries, that crouch unto Him in feare of Hell, though they terme themselves servants, are indeed but the slaves of the Almighty.

They that endeavour to abolish vice destroy also virtue, for contraries, though they destroy one another, are yet the life of one another.

All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.

Death hath a thousand doors to let out life. I shall find one.

I could never divide myself from any man upon the difference of an opinion, or be angry with his judgment for not agreeing with me in that from which perhaps within a few days I should dissent myself.

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