But The Iniquity Of Oblivion Blindly Scattereth

To Me Avarice Seems Not So Much A Vice As A Deplorable Piece Of Madness.

With What Shift And Pains We Come Into The World We Remember Not; But 'tis Commonly Found No Easy Matter To Get Out Of It.

I Had Rather Stand The Shock Of A Basilisk Than The Fury Of A Merciless Pen.

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.

Obstinacy In A Bad Cause Is But Constancy In A Good.