Life Is Nasty, Brutish, And Short

There Be As Many Persons Of A King, As There Be Petty Constables In His Kingdom. And So There Are, Or Else He Cannot Be Obeyed. But I Never Said That A King, And Every One Of His Persons, Are The Same Substance.

Time, And Industry, Produce Everyday New Knowledge.

The Disembodied Spirit Is Immortal; There Is Nothing Of It That Can Grow Old Or Die. But The Embodied Spirit Sees Death On The Horizon As Soon As Its Day Dawns.

Geometry Is The Only Science That It Hath Pleased God Hitherto To Bestow On Mankind.

Life Is Nasty, Brutish, And Short